
I guess this farm I'm staying on is known for it's many rattlesnakes. I failed to mention that I saw one in a prairie dog hole warning me with it's handy rattle. I was temped to use my 22 on it but my logic set in when I invisioned him striking me after I undoubtedly missed.
But not to worry, I've been trained...wait a minute I haven't been trained!!! AHHHHHHH!
Tonight I'm going to the free meal at one of the Hugoton compressor manufacture shops.
Oh I should tell you my story of the nice latio's that picked me up yesterday after I ran out of gas on the scooter, but I only have a minute left. To tell you quickly, they still have my wallet, backpack and helmet. The lady got my number for some dance gig. Well see!