Texarkana has changed ridiculously little. I'm in the same coffeeshop I came to last night. This time the manager recognized me, and I discussed with her my purchase options. It came out well, by the way. That aspect is nice. After I got my Irish Creme frappe thing, I sat down and bided my time waiting for a table with a plug-in to open up so I could get online. While waiting and drinking my coffee, I listened to a morbidly obese man preaching his reactionarily Republican America-could-kick-the-world's-face-in politics to some twenty-somethings who were on the internet and being generally too close for most public displays of affection. I am pretty sure that I have seen this scene before.

I just heard someone else bragging about his "Terrorist Hunting Permit" sticker on his laptop. Real cool.

I mowed the lawn today.

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