Ooooooooo-klahoma where the Hortons land at OKC.
And the something something something et cetera.
Yep, Russell know the full lyrics to about twenty songs, including the original of that. If you don't count 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' and the like I've got nothin' on him.
Buenos dias mein nakama*. Today we started from the Hot Springs, Arkansas KOA Kampground (gosh, some people's spelling nowadays), Boyhood Home of Former President William Jefferson Clinton. AKA Bill.
We set off with a drive of 350 miles or so. Twasn't too bad. Except for some pretty scenery, Dora the Explorer's new style and a few idiots trying to kill someone (drunk granny and guy who pulled out and made me fall into the front of the Big Rig hard). I know I didn't do the question-answering blog I said I might do but I might do one for the Dora story. If Dad doesn't think it deserves a PG-13 rating. Or an R rating. Or NC-17. IT WAS DISTURBING. (Just asked him - he said X which has been replaced with NC-17). And the possible Oklahoma City Dora Explorers NBA team doesn't claim the name.
So, we got to the RV Park. I was pointing out saying "Look at the big sign! It's over there!" but Dad ignored me and pulled into a motel with a few RVs nearby. Dad went inside and asked about the reservation. A lady in sleazy pajamas behind bullet-proof glass told him they don't take reservations. The RV park was next door and was better if you had kids. I tried and I-told-you-so thing but he didn't pay attention. So I'll say on the internet. TOLD YA SO, DAD!
Then we headed to the Oklahoma City Airport to pick up the Hortonses. They pump oil for fuel right there at the airport. Dad dropped me off to go look for John Man Horton and the kidses. I found them and safely got them back as their spirit guide.
Hanging out right now. Went swimming and ate hamburgers. Not much else is notable. So why don't I give the Obama-Mobile's Obama Honk Count.
Obama Honks
Monday 7/14, Day 25 - nine honks
Tuesday 7/15, Day 26 - sixteen honks
Wednesday 7/16, Day 27 - one honk
Thursday 7/17, Day 28 - thirteen honks
Total Honks: 39 as of Thursday, July seventeenth.
That includes a few other things such as waves and people talking to us. The third day was a bit slow, huh? But don't worry, not every Obama supporter will see and/or care about this. But it's funny to watch the McCainians and give 'em thumbs ups.
Adios, mi amigos! And not amigos!
Grace
* Buenos dias mein nakama - Good day my freinds (in multiple languages. Spanish, German and Japanese, correct?)
6 comments:
Looks like you're doin' fine, Oklahoma!
O-K-L-A-H-O-M-A
OK!
Love,
Mom
P.S. Hi to the Horton family. Those lovely girls look like their Mama.
everyone,
Grace's blogs suck.
Russell
Grace's blogs do not suck, Russell!
Be nice!
your OK Dad,
California Dad
Grace's blog got me humming Oklahoma now. Which of course is even worse cause Heather had to add to the song.
As for her blog not being great I beg to differ Russell, I have really enjoyed it. Oh and your dad is right, be nice to your sister, you never know when you might want her to share her cookies.
Oh and feel free to visit my blog at http://kporter.mouseclone.com
Gracie,
Your commentary is delightful --
we appreciate you!
Love,
Aunti P
Have you seen the wind come sweepin' down the plain?
Chris
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