Friday, February 10, 2006

On the Road



So I'm headed out again. Out to run errands, all over Wake county. It's not so bad. I have all the talk radio I can listen to, and a pretty day. Now if we could just get rid of all these yankees clogging up our roads...

That being said...I'll leave you with the immortal words of Clint Black:

"Wherever you go, there you are."

5 Comments:

At 11:04 AM, Blogger babyarnie said...

Yes.. one of the great writers of country music :) So profound.

 
At 11:46 AM, Blogger Rachael said...

Or in the words of that great country favorite..........."Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart, I just don't think it'd understand...."

 
At 12:12 PM, Blogger babyarnie said...

He was sooo hot back then!!

 
At 12:18 PM, Blogger Joy said...

I...I...I'm a yan..y-y-yankee, sniff, sniff. Just because I was born in Detroit you hate me???

 
At 9:35 AM, Blogger Goingintoalltheworld said...

Doesn't BRC still have the mullet? My Grandma used to watch his Dr show, and I could swear he had it like two or three years ago.

The real debate, though, is who you would want to go to if you had a life-threatening illness, Billy Ray, Dr. Quinn Feminist Woman, or get involved in the relational tension in "ER." I think I'd have to give a slight edge to Billy Ray, because I think Dr. Quinn still believed in "bleeding" people, and BRC's show was family-oriented: noone ever dies. If you went to ER, you'd probably get caught in a dramatic moment between a doctor and a nurse, and, though you'd die a horrible death, they'd patch things up by the end of the show.

 

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