Just one moonshine mary after all that coffee was just right to lube my joints without peeing in the coal box. 7 shining souls for brunch- if they portend how my time with humanity is spent this year I'm set. Washed dishes, fussed around straightening up behind the barn until dark and inside the barn until 30 minutes ago. Started a pot of rice, onions celery pepper and diced up ham in the skillet. When the rice is done I dump it in the skillet and boil up some frozen blackeyes for the final push, quart of canned tomatoes. Dear ole Hopping John. Big pot of it and she won't eat any. Ya'll come on. I dropped your dime in it. (and leftover corn waffles from brunch- genuine Lady bass made, too!)


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