"But ah'm not afraid of dyin'. Cause I know that when I get to heaven there are gonna be these wonderful trees, and ah'm gonna climb them. But you know what? Instead of leaves and flowers, those trees are gonna have fried eggs, and delicious Virginia ham, and big heaping bowls of biscuits and sausage gravy. And one day, Sammy, you're gonna meet me there, and we're gonna climb those breakfast trees together, and it's gonna be delicious and we're gonna be happy until the end of time."


Not That Anyone Reads This Anymore

I've moved back to the telecommunications blackhole of Smithville proper. I had naively assumed in the several years since I lived there the town might have moved into the 21st century. I am a fool. This is all just to say I have no internets, and my phone doesn't work at my house. Text messages seem to be all I have these days. Also you should know comcast is apparently more than willing to send you a $90 cable modem on the promise they service your area, even when they don't. I'm pretty sure Smithville is the only remaining area they don't service, so you can probably disregard that bit of info. The End.