Thanks for asking A'ndrea. I'm slow these days because I had this silly, wild, arsed idea to go to Myrtle Beach, SC. Just to look around. At the people. About the new sleeping arrangement; I've been there.
I took a greyhound. Poor dog got pooped near Sheboygan, WI (I took the northern route). I don't eat at Mickey D's; worked there before I went a little south of normal. Still stick my head in the door just to get the smell of those awful fries. Shot a couple spitwads at the jokers with the paper hats, too.
There were a mess of mulletts, there. And tattoos of the oddest things. I love to watch people; I especially like the hospitality of the south. I make more money there panhandling there than anywhere else. I just might relocate there. It only took me 4 months to make my last outside cabin to the Caribbean.
Speaking of "Mullets", did you hear the song in the background during this video I posted? The title of the song is "Suspicious Minds", originally recorded by that guy with fancy glasses, fancy jumpsuits and pork chop mullets. I can hear it was being performed by the musician in the Piano Bar nearby. The song, by the way, was strangely apros-po with the video.
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