Back at the doctor’s office for more poking and prodding. Reminds me a bit of that joke about the bear hunter–“Say, you’re not coming here to hunt, are you?”

So Gus is looking forward to a trip full of alcohol and anonymous encounters with a myriad of college girls. I’ve never experienced the kind of hedonistic Spring Break he’s hoping to find, but who knows? Maybe he’ll get lucky. In college, I took one Spring Break trip to London, and another to Paris, and both were a whole lot of fun, but as the trips were sponsored by a Methodist group, there wasn’t quite the debauchery we see on MTV. Although a guy in a French subway station did ask me for some hashish. Or maybe he was asking if I wanted any…not really sure. Just say no.