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November 2, 2002

Tennessee Flat Top Box

Today I woke up a million miles from here. There were hay bales and trees a thousand colors of red and yellow and orange and cows that looked me directly in the eye. Now I hear cars go by unceasingly and hear honking and shouting and I’ve obviously had too much Irish whiskey and I don’t think either one of these scenarios suits me very well.

I’m never very comfortable.

I can’t wait to be back in Austin.

Posted by pogo at November 2, 2002 2:14 AM