amarillo by evening

on the road again…why the FUCK am i on the road again? to have my dogs watched, i must impose upon my friends; now why the FUCK am i out on the road again? (sorry for bastardizing your lyrics, willie, but it had to be done…) yes, from the same people who sent me to tulsa and alexandria, la (i have to confess, the florida detour was ALL my own doing) comes the five day, four night, scary-ass truck stop laden run to DENVER. and i’ve only done leg one…
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easter weekend in l.a. (part i)

no, i did not go out to los angeles. i like my people a bit more real than l.a. tends to be (or cali in general, for that matter). and while a big chunk of it WAS in louisiana, i don’t mean that either. (unless you’re from enterprise rent-a-car, in which case i DO mean louisiana, and the sand in the back seat came from galveston). no, i’m talking about a place that has been called by many names…
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