I went by to see my buddy Travis to tie up some loose ends on my tax return and while I was at the monument company I got a quick quote on a tiny stone which is all I want. Hopefully I'll get that paid for before I croak so that there's one less detail hanging. You gotta have stone even if you're cremated. Mine and my brother's will be side by side in the old Carter family cemetery down the road. It's a beautiful place for memories.
More of the same with the news. Blah.Blah.Blah. If nothing EVER surprised me anymore, I would have been pretty shocked about the anti trans bill guy who got caught with his pants down with a minor in a hotel. But like I said, nothing shocks me,
That bitch in Washington is receiving decks of cards delivered by UPS in a big way and I have a feeling it ain't over. I just hopes she donates them to people who will use them,
I was driving south on the By-Pass and ran into a large convoy of troopers. At closer glance, they were escorting somebody hauling a freakin' HOUSEBOAT. That's not something you see every day. Trailers, yes. All the time.
Keep it between the ditches kids. Love ya. Mean it.
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