Me and Razoo Kelley feels like we just saw a Broadway show – we been Into the Woods. Razoo’s shrink wrapped him up on this idea of taking up a hobby what to forget his depression, so now Razoo’s trying out a thing called geocaching. I thought it hadda do with cash what got Geo. Washington’s picture on it, but it’s really some kinda Easter egg hunt but not just on Easter and not with eggs and not with the day off and not with a bunch a kids but otherwise it’s exactly just the same. Only high tech. We opened Razoo a account at GeoCaching.com and found a nearby cache listed and then tapped our little TomTom GPS to drum up the actual location and then the real fun started. If you consider it fun to wade through a sea of blackberry thorns, rivers of stagnant water, clouds of mosquitoes, and herds of garter snakes! Hey Vin, why do so many spiders gotta make they webs right at face level? You’d figure they’d make them at about hip level if they wanna catch flies. Razoo complained that he breathed in a spider, but I told him to Tuffet out. So we found a cache which it turns out is just a tupperware container fulla old toys n stuff to trade. We didn’t got no toys to trade, but Razoo took out a baby’s pacifier and put in a bottle of body lotion (please don’t ask). The pacifier was bugged with what they call a travel bug which means we gotta leave it in a nother cache. It was the first bug all day what didn’t bite us, so we’ll play a long.

DEET Forever,

me and Razoo Kelley