Going into town today (that means Atlanta). It shore is a long drive
but Queenie’s runnin’ low on sugar stuffs and Mam’s real sick and Papaw
says only the drugman downtown can save ‘er. Sissy’s comin’ with me but
Riley aint cause he gone git scared and run off’t when he see that
buggy start out the barn. Musta been cause he done got trampled when he
was jus a youngun’ and now his poor hand…..

Wait….just kidding. I do live in civilized society. Mostly. Must be
the Faulkner getting to me. Those are some crazy messed up people he
writes about; but welcome to the South, I guess. Anywho. Off to Atlanta
to do some painting at the pottery shop….to earn some money….and
hopefully find a job…..eep.