thankfully, i'd had a little bit of preparation on this one, what with the 'jamaican me crazy' spice someone gave me as a gag gift. apparently not enough prep though, that i didn't insist that my hostess turn the car around and go back for a snapshot. i can't think of a better place to spend a rainy day in new jersey. ohh--stop, you dirty little florescent light--jamaican me tan! the head shaking and bad jokes on the way home just never ended.
