As a sit typing..

This miraculous mess is happenin' approximently 3.7 miles from my house.



Party Time

Just a few miles. And what is this gal doin? Typing up a paper on character compromise in the story "Barn Burning." Enticing stuff, I do love me some Faulkner, so I ain't hatin. I better stop cheating myself, I mean this huge country music festival is happening in one of two places this year, and it happens to be in my very own, 85132.  Its kinda pathetic.

I have 3 days to get to  CT. Go Beck, go.