Sometimes,

I check out here feel just like Waffle House hash browns…

…scattered

…smothered

…covered

…chunked

…diced

…peppered

…capped

…and topped.

But at least I am country.

Other times,

I just feel like Waffle House hash browns.

Know what I mean?

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By Gene

I am a lover, a fighter, and a midnight writer. I love football, hamburgers, and philosophical inquiries. I love Jesus more than any of that. I love my wife, my daughters, my grandson, and my English Setters, Huck and Finn. I also love Huck Finn...and other seminal characters in American literature. Like Gus McCrae. I love the English language. I love to dive into the wonders of its depth and splash around in the shallow end where colloquialisms and slang rule and reign.

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