So I swung by Doc's place to visit for a spell last night before dropping by the Tavernacle to see what the hype was all about ( fun show... smoke-free environment... would have been better with a friend, but it's just not my scene ), and he was reading a newsletter from a company that specializes in selling/brokering the sale of private islands, worldwide.
Man! This is a dream I've had since I realized at age 8 that I wouldn't be able to buy Montana and secede from the Union.
* drools *
I'll take this one, and this one, and these two... and this one... and ...