I went this morning to the Best Buy right by the house. After I shoot a flare to get somebody's attention, I tell the kid that Im looking for the Jazzyfatnastees album. Of course he looks at me like I don't have a shred of sanity left, but he looks up. It just so happens that some guy before me was looking for the Master P album, so the clerk looks up both our requests at once. Turns out they had just recieved their shipment of both albums. They had 3 Jazzy's (of which they had no idea where they were at) and 360(!) copies of Master P. I kid you not. That's how thing's go here in Miami.<P>Mo