Sweet Pea. One of those phrases that takes me back in time. If I remember right, radio stations were blasting Tommy Roe while we drove across the United States to Chattanooga, Tennessee during a blistering summer. I got to drive through some states that allowed sixteen-year-olds to manipulate motorized boxes on wheels. It was also, the first year I put a razor to my face; I'm not sure why, but, I think I just thought I should!