URGH! It’s after 9:00 PM and Sailor Knobbo has just woken up—on the pavement! And he seems to have lost his hat. Clearly the annual July 7th reveling went awry. Horribly, horribly awry. Where is this, anyway? Does that sign say Paducah? He’s a little afraid to ask the police officer strolling by. Better to sit here unnoticed and collect his thoughts. Sailor Knobbo does not seem to have any money on him. It’s possible someone stole it, but much more likely that he spent it all on cherry Jell-O shots. Oh dear. This is going to be interesting.