Well, I made it. To the land of "I Pray" license plates, John McCain mailings laying out on the kitchen counter, little fish on the back of many cars, giant SUVs and pickups everywhere, Wal Mart mommies and daddys with their little cute sayings on the back of the sedans, new construction of a JC Penney store, traffic so bad I can't begin to describe it, and every single Republic yard sign you can imagine. I feel so at home, warm and cozy. Now, where is my Obama-Biden kit? Pray for me, would you please......I need it.
And thanks to those of you who text messaged and called me on my journey today. It was a fantastic day for travel.
8 comments:
try not to touch anything
and remember Mr. Haney in Green Acres.
It's an alternate universe. You will soon wake up and realize it was only a nightmare.
I am going to find religion and accept the existence of a god JUST so I can pray for you....because you just may need it that bad. LOL. Sorry i couldn't be one of your callers or texters...major drama at work...but you know I was with you in spirit.
Click your heels together 3 times, but make sure no one notices you're wearing ruby slippers.
hoope you brought your flannel to fit right on in...Have a god weekend in ho!
I bet you not only made it safe and sound, but with fuel to spare! :)
Stay strong! Don't let anyone hypnotize you! ;)
Owh boy! It reminds me of going back to my hometown of 734 people. (where my parents still live, both republicans, etc...) But, hey, how many cities can you actually know the EXACT population of?
Grego
Don't forget the "out and Proud" kit! Oh but wait, this is also "gunrack in back of truck" country....nevermind!
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