On a mission...

So my okie friends and I have been looking for a particular man from Katrina. His family contacted us, looking for him here in San Antonio. We can't find him. A little investigation and he is actually a famous child-hood singer (the Cowsills) and his disappearance is consuming the woman I work with. This is the one person no one can find! He's MIA. And now we've got a heads up he might still be in Lousiana. So we've come up w/ a plan...here's the plan...let me tell you how it's going to go...we're going to Lousiana. We're going to drive down there when we get off work on Thursday night. We're going to search the last known location for him and then we're going to hang out Fri night in Baton Rouge. Then we might look for him again or just sleep in and head back to San Antonio Sat. night. I feel a road trip coming up and I'm fucking excited! I'm going to see more of the area than I ever thought I would. I love road trips.

And we've also got a new little friend. One of the other women we work with here found a little dog in the parking lot of a grocery store and picked her up before she ran out in traffic. So now we have her here in the office and we love her. She is exactly what we all needed to get by with. She's the light at the end of the tunnel...and she's the cutest thing ever...except of course, for my own dog who can never be replaced. So Lane, the big Okie, is taking her home with him when they bail out of Texas. But until then, I finally found a cute grrl to sleep with.