well--- here we are--- another monday on our plates.
I'm still trying to ignore that Charlotte is bursting at the seems (seams?) with all things and people NASCAR. I've been somewhat successful so far--- having only left the house to go to church and go on walks....
but lo and behold, I'm going to have to get gas and go food shopping... so I'm bound to run in to somebody buying their busch-lite-draft-in-a-can and extra ranch.... and I'm sure I'll get annoyed.
so while I was mentally prepping myself for the journey into the deep red neck, I fantasized about a nice cowboy that could follow me around and shoot the bad guys for me.... yes, I know that red necks aren't the typical bad guy that a hero would whip out his pistol for... but my head... my thoughts, and it works just fine for me.
so long story short--- I'm gonna bring things back to the old west for this week's match-up.
so put on yer 10-gallon hats, partners.... this week, I give you....
Who should a damsel in distress really count on??? Who will end up on his high horse when all is said and done? All I know, is that this town ain't big enough for BOTH of 'em.... so get to voting!