Going back to Indiana today and I’m looking forward to seeing my fat, brown hound most of all. It was a great time…
Driving around this week in my brother’s car, Perry and I left the radio station alone and listened to country music. Not my thing — not Perry’s thing either. Still, I found myself singing along at times and now have two songs stuck in my head. I don’t know what the names of the songs are, but their lyrics are embedded in my brain cells. “God is great. Beer is good. People are crazy.” The other one… “If I could have a beer with Jesus.” ::boggle::