Remember when James and I were going through that horrendous breakup? You came down here and first order of business was replacing my bed. We borrowed my company van, which is one of those white, windowless numbers that closely resembles a Molester Van. We drove over an hour to south St Pete, where some dude in a hovel of a loft apartment had the most amazing Tempur-pedic mattress. So we scoop it up at a hell of a bargain, and now ride back for an hour in the molester van with a queen size bed in the back! Laughing the entire time.
After that we went to the fish store and picked out Binky, my little pink Betta. We had to replace Chester. You named him Binky because he was pink. I kept thinking we'd come up with a better name, but instead we went to World of Beer and Binky stuck.
I think you saved my life on that trip. We had so much fun.