We're Back.

Severe Thunderstorms. 2 inch hail. Chance of Tornados. High Winds.... 50 degrees.

I walked into the Walmart with a broken helmet... the black 20-something clerk said, "You must have a death wish to be out ridin' in this."

"No son... To tough for everyone else... is just right us."


Its good to be back. We're drinkin' tonight.