Tonight, black beans were on sale at the grocery store. For super cheap. Which is perfect because that's all I'm eating these days. As I was standing there, trying to figure out how many cans I should purchase, Tom Petty came on the grocery store radio: She's a good girl, loves her mama. Loves Jesus, and America too. She's a good girl, crazy about Elvis, loves horses, and her boyfriend too. I stood there in my shoes with the gold horses on them, and I thought-- I love this grocery store.
I also think I'm going to put feather extensions in my hair. Then I will move to the desert. Where there is nothing but red dirt and cactus.