John...
And to top it off, after getting chased by that sack of blubber, I retired to the sand sled and took a nap.
Too long of a nap, I woke up and the sun was setting and I was six hours late getting home (and I wanted to stop by and say hello to you guys in Wareham, which was just a hop skip and a jump away).
Missus got me with the frying pan that night.
-FWW