It seems that half the billboards in the Carolinas are John 3:16, and the other half are for adult novelties. Seems it is indeed a long, long way from Sunday morning to Saturday night, at least in Rocky Mount. Probably a master's thesis in there.
After the billboards, the sign at the Delaware bridge saying "Escort Area" caused raised eyebrows. Probably something to do with Arkansas governors. Or New York.
Roy Rogers has proper fried chicken and biscuits - much better than the Colonel. I can make much better cinnamon rolls than Cinnabon, though, even if they're not up to Brigid's level ...
The iPhone stinks for blogging.
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It can't really be winter in Massachusetts for another 6 weeks. It will just seem like it. In six weeks, it will be so blasted hot, I'll be thinking of moving to Maine (again, like I do every year)
It was almost 90 yesterday, and the open courses at the pistol shoot were hot. The shade was still pleasant. You know it's starting turn off hot here when you sweat just breathing.
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