Well then, maybe that steel drum of yours that I was tryin' to play(and very unsuccessfully, I might add) Loggins and Messina's "Vahevala" on when I was up there might work as a toboggan...well, at least until they get some more in the stores anyway, eh?!

("Every night in Jamaica I'd sing with the lady
And drink with the men till the morning appear
Healthy sunshine is fresh on my face
As the songs of the night puts the ring in my ear")


Yep! Just like a good Single Malt Scotch, you might call me "an acquired taste" TOO.(among the many OTHER things you may care to call me, of course)