Documentary footage of my vacation.
What, you simply assumed I sat on my ass & watched Star Trek reruns, which I of course did because I didn't have to deal with a single human being except my sometimes-better-half & kids if I so chose did I mention that I didn't have to deal with a single human being except my sometimes-better-half & kids if I so chose & lemme tell ya that don't blow unlike the Browns who do who are you? fucking crap that's who.
A man can get used to life outside the electro-stream. I assume at least one famous yokel croaked (I don't know 'cause I really disconnected) & that The Man's system is sadly still without an omnipresent laugh track, & complete waste of police state dollars. Sadly, or happily, depends on the day, I didn't write a thing.
Except my signature on that ticket for indecent exposure.