I remember 2 summers ago my car broke down and I rode with the tow guy to the shop. I didnt want to sit around and wait in the creepy repair place for hours, so I started walking down Route 46 from Netcong to Budd Lake. I was dressed for work and this one guy in his 40s in a red convertible started following me. I called Mike and he freaked out and came to get me. We walked around the Village Green and, 2 years later, we're moving there. Isnt that a great story about nothing? man, I gotta stop...