Ron's Brain

So, I don't know Ron, in the technical sense. We've never met face-to-face or talked on the phone or wrestled in a cage-match or killed a hitchiker in rural New Mexico and made a pact to never tell a soul (that was a different Ron), but I can say that Ron is a good guy, and if I'm ever out in his neck of the woods, I'm going to look him up in the phone book and have a pint of Guinness with him at some pub. It shouldn't be that hard to look him up. I mean, how many Ron Martins can there be? So, Happy Birthday! May each be better than the last.

It might be tricky to look me up, since I don't have a land line. Unless my cell number is published in the phone book, that is. Or written on a bathroom wall. Or in the sky by a skywriter. Or etched into your retinae.

And I've never been to New Mexico, so you're correct in saying it wasn't me that helped you. The only hitchhikers I've killed were in Arkansas.

Happy Birthday, man... even though its late. I guess the moral of the day is if youre hitchiker.. don't do it in Arkansas or New Mexico.