Got the dog gones and felt like robbing a bank so we headed south. It was a fine day in the Hill Country oh yes. The Subject of the raid is now distraught and unaware of the nature of the op...
...ate some BBQ in a small town along the way and visited some dear old friends over cold beverage and more burnt meat later that day... and I must say... it was all good.
...drove nearly 300 miles out and back just to take a shower and a 3 hour repose after 20 hours of dog kidnappings and other serious happiness pursuits. The Guilt follows me the whole time as I wait for the burnout and relocation process to kick in but I know better than to feel that way so it's cool.
Is this a great country or what?
Thursday, May 28, 2009
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