Ahhh...

Kick up the feet. Break open an ice cold ginger ale. It is good to be home. Long drives lend themselves to so much thinking. And my brain is now tired.

God is good. Tulsa is nice. Steve is the Bull. And Special Ed was a dancer. I am also so pumped. I am now just TWO degrees of separation away from Ryan Cabrera. I met the drummer from his last tour at the dnow in Tulsa. There. I think I have Cedenough.

The song that describes my mood right now? Gene McDaniels' "A Hundred Pounds of Clay."