as i took these pictures, i was playing the radio. and between the advertisements for vacationing along the gulf coast (during which florida, mississippi, louisiana, and alabama were personified and vying for best state: which is a useless fight because texas wins every time), and country ballads featuring trucks and girls in cowboy boots this started playing…
there’s only three men ima serve my whole life.
its my daddy and houston and jesus christ.
imagine my surprise when i was singing the words wrong.
whatever. houston beats nebraska any day of the week.
‘but cori, do you really need five different kinds of hot sauce in your fridge ready to go?’
well, honey, if you have to ask that, you don’t know me at all.
laissez bon temps rouler y’all.