i dig, winding roads that lead to towns named like, Magnolia, cold springs, or have ville on the end. they look like a western movie with paved roads. problem with these towns usually no beer. Great little dinners ran by old ladies, not an ice house. mostly they lay inbetween on that lone some stretch of highway called farm to market road.


I have no faith in human perfectability. I think that human exertion will have no appreciable effect upon humanity. Man is now only more active - not more happy - nor more wise, than he was 6000 years ago. Edgar Allan Poe