and in closing i would like to thank all those who put on scribble jam, cause that shit was mighty fun. to all the kids that got trampled in the pit when dibbs put on rage, im sorry. to all the girls that got their asses mysteriously grabbed thank you for being there in my time of need. to the bartender chick that kept those bacardi and cokes coming strong, thank you. and last but not least to that kid at my hotel that tried to sell me that dime of stress for 45 bucks, maybe next year homie, maybe next year.