Steph called me this afternoon on our fancy expensive smartphone system and asked me where I’d landed on this little get out of the house road trip south. I declined to answer.
Sometimes a man needs to travel without being monitored and land where he lands. This applies to women also but they just don’t exercise the option…
So, without divulging my actual spot I offer up some shots from an amazing little nowhere bar I’ve landed at.
SlideShow (Nowhere)
can’t get into too much trouble with all that clientel
Zip, nada, zero :-)