I forgot what a debacle I had left behind in Madison. All my stuff is just piled up in Kev's hooch and I am a homeless vet. My chores delayed the departure for PA and the Murthapalooza until tomorrow, but God gave us a brilliant day to make up for it. I took my compatriot The Obama on a trip to some of my favorite Mad City sights. My guy shares only one name with the Presidential candidate, he is kind of an anti-BHO. Tough to top his adventures on my birthday, but good fun anyhow.