Carl Peake emerges from the trees to zip his fly and locate Kemper’s ball — meanwhile I think we’d all rather be hanging out for the summer with Chris Stiles. Just by hearing him drop a line like “Position Z” we get the drift that he’s a mellow cat who enjoys a nice round out and back packing a one hitter in the bag. Probably some Widespread Panic on the iPod as well….

Random observation: Carl & Kemper Peake have inverse hair styles.