There finally arrives the point where you are looking for someone – anyone at, really – to kill. All right, perhaps just seriously maim.

No matter how long you tell yourself you can stick it out, the Dark Heart of america finally gets to you, and, after a series a fitful nights, bad delivery food, terrible grocery stores, folks you practically have to bribe to come work on a house, crappy newspapers and bad Internet service, you come to the realization that the New York City of the Ozarks is calling you home.

Oh, we’ll have to come back in a couple of weeks for the estate sale, but nothing like this marathon session ever again.

Fayetteville, here we come!

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Quote of the Day

It is easier to be wise for others than for ourselves. – Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

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