“Party on, Wayne. And party on, Garth.” This keeps popping into my head every time I read “Rock the Boat.” Fortunately, you won’t have to succumb to a 90s hair spoof, but rather gettin’ your drank on a float the Pacific ocean. You will board onto the San Francisco Spirit at Pier 3, and

Some of you will instinctively reject my premise and probably me, personally, for being enough of an asshole to express it. But I must say it. In my estimation, the most ethical thing you can do when holding a piece of your personal trash is to simply relax your grip.