I visit many more weblogs than these on a regular basis. You know who you are from your server logs, and why I'm there. Thanks to all of you. My wife sure gets gabby in the car. She asks a lot of questions, then moves on to the next before I can answer.
Dogs get car-sick on winding mountain roads.
Can't blame 'em. West Virginia has quaint, rustic communities and squalid, abject poverty. It never just rains anymore. It comes down in buckets, then quits. Mid-May is too early for the native rhododendron and laurel.