toes in the sand...sun on your face....drink in your hand...and the gentle sounds of the caribbean in your ears. Try not to be consumed with thinking about those Belize casinos that will be calling out to you. You know what I mean...those little voices in your head melodically singing..Charles....come and get our chips....Charles, come and get us. CHARLES DAMN IT....WE ARE CHIPS....PLEASE FREE US FROM THE TYRANY AND DESPAIR!!! CHARLES...PLEASE, HELP US!!!!

You just forget all about them. Sure, go ahead, leave them there in that 3rd world country wuith nobody to appreciate their beauty. Go ahead and turn your back on those poor things. Im sure they'll be fine.

Have a great time! Remember to come home before the convention.