Beyond perhaps a "Bless your heart" -- delivered with a smile -- it simply doesn't matter.
Tag: The South
‘Learned to talk like the man on the six-o’clock news’
It was something of a protest...
‘What’s a little more, right?’
I am, without a doubt, too old for that shit...
My not-quite-shitshow
We have another move in front of us. This one we’re handling one truckload at a time...
Today? Tomorrow.
We expect big things.
Givin’ it up
We exchanged the ease of certainty for the discomfort of The Unknown...
The definition of ‘Sunday drive’
It was a throwback to our days on the road...
Let there be…
Grits, okra and white beans. The coffee's always fresh, hot and bottomless. On steamy summer days, every patron gets a cup of ice.
Ahhh…
The sun warmed my face. There wasn't a hint of chill in the air.
Life, apace
We're occupied keeping up with mundane stuff, plus making as much progress as we can on The Mountain...









