The country legends are fading away and all that remains are the faux-boys in their pressed jeans and perfect un-weathered hats and gym-conditioned abs and I just wonder what will become of country. At least we still have Merle and Willie and Kris and George hangin' on.
I had a mild relapse this morning. Now the cold's hit my head and it's full of snot. Still, I managed to get out and about a little this morning. Now it's lunch time. We found nifty little fancy pizzas at Costco we're going to try, with Mediterranean toppings. Yum!
Off I go.