Blog of Billy

I've seen a vehicle using the Oklahoma roads in the past few weeks that is, in fact, a limousine truck. I don't think I've ever seen anything so awkward as a 50 foot long limo cab with a 6 foot bed on the back. It lets me know I'm in the South.

Haven't updated in a while. For some reason, that actually makes the first post shorter, most likely because I don't remember as much about events that are outside of my short-term memory.

Spent the first part of the weekend with ole' Brian Campbell. I love that character, even if he can't figure out why a car with an empty gas tank won't stay running.

Proving that bad stuff happens in threes, Great-Grandma Violet passed away last week at the ripe old age of 91. I'll miss her, how nice she was to everyone, and the strangely soothing smell of her house.

I am jonesing for some Strawberry Qui[c]k.

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me.