Found the perfect job...in Mountain View, CA. Moved out here two weeks ago. It never rains, over half the vegetation is some shade of brown. No wife, no daughter. No sweet tea. No good BBQ. No pretty girls with soft, Southern accents. Nobody thinks college football is a big deal, or will wrestle me over who will win the SEC Championship. I believe I am sporting the only NRA Life sticker on my vehicle in twenty miles.
I miss home...
I miss home...