Private to Edwin
I love that hammock, though it occurred to me this morning that we've got to be careful on it in our birthday suits. Not to turn you off too bad, but dangly bits and rope grids could be a disaster waiting to happen.
Sand is the goddamned worst.
Scorpions are more likely to crawl in your boots, but it's the spiders you've really got to worry about. You haven't seen anything until you've got a six and a half foot tall rifleman tip-toeing around on his bed in his boxer shorts with an assault rifle while his roommate's pushing boxes around like something's going to jump out at him just because somebody thought they saw a camel spider.