atomicant

Texas was fun. I mean, I'm not looking to buy land out there, but it was still fun. The State Fair of Texas was an orgy of fried delights. In one day, I ingested corndogs, chicken fried bacon, fried butter and fried cookie dough. Ok, more like 3 or 4 hours. But still, when in Rome, right?

At home now, with a massive fire roaring in the fireplace, Dexter on the TV, a cold beer, and a beautiful young lady next to me. I don't know if life gets much better than this.