"My Oklahoma Home Was Blown Away"

Michelle and I have returned from Oklahoma bearing the bounty of that windswept, vacant place. We visited the whole family (an action made easier by the fact that Dad's side of the family was all gathered together to celebrate his recent nuptials), ate way more red meat than is really healthy for anyone (steaks the size of the plate and an inch thick? Day-um), and spent a lot of time driving a rental car back and forth across northern Oklahoma (I estimate we drove about 600 miles over the course of the five day visit).

The positives: Michelle finally got to meet my family, no one said "I-talian" (emphasis on the long "I"), we didn't miss any flights (though getting to Tulsa International Airport this morning was a near thing), we got fed fantastic food (I'm not sure Michelle agrees on this point; but then, she was horrified to discover how white gravy is made), and I got to play guitar with Dad, Uncle Gert, and Clyde. We also got to meet Clif's girlfriend and Scott's girlfriend, both of whom seemed quite nice.

All in all, it was a pretty good trip. Of course, vacations always seem to almost be more trouble than they're worth; the traveling and various frustrations along the way (I had a panic attack at 4:30 this morning because I got lost going back to the airport from Dad's house (Mom got a fun little call then; thank God she wakes up at the ass-crack of dawn). But all in all, good times.

Also, about the site breakage: my bad. I really blame Adam, though, since he's the one who told me to use the particular FTP program that seems to be lousing up the site. Yes, it's all Adam's fault.