LJ beaten about the head and shoulders with Bob Hope

I just wrote this long road trip/teenage memories/Bob Hope entry about the time I saw Bob Hope at a Boy Scout Jamboree, and served as part of a VIP escort for a very crabby Colonel Sanders, who didn't smell like chicken after all, and how we managed to get drunk al the way to Idaho and back while being chaperoned by a Mormon guy. And how I remember almost nothing about the Bob Hope show, but always admired him for his dedication to entertaining the troops.

I went to post it and got one of those stupid "database maintenance" messages, and *poof*, all that writing down the drain. Well, you'll just have to take my word that it was a brilliant post.