Currently humming “Paperback wri-i-i-i-iter…”


Benedictmock and I spent a
week “back home,” visiting family.  How
good it is!:

Where you can go to Pizza
Hut in the next town and run into someone from your high school class (we
graduated 32 years ago)

Lots of people wearing blue

The main talk is about the
lack of rain…and whether or not your car will take ethanol

Older farmers in bib

Small-town parades

Vera Bradley handbags

Tenderloin sandwiches

Best quote from the aunts:  “Would using ethanol in my car smell like
corn?  THAT would make me hungry all the
time.  Not much of a savings if I had to
stop every 5 miles to get something to eat!”

Oh, and then there’s the blacksheep
cousin who drives a bright blue 3-wheel motorcycle and runs a bail bond
service.  His slogan on written ads is “I’ve
been there before—I know how it feels!”