I don’t know how fun it is, but it sure is Monday.
I know I was only gone for 36 or so hours, but it feels like I have been out of town for a month. I will recap my entire trip to Nashville, including how I made peace with God on the floor of the LaQuinta bathroom. I have a feeling this testimony will be better than boring old bible beating Kirk Cameron’s.
Here is a little preview of my little Banjo Boy Chuckie GaGa singing at the Grand Ole Opry.
Ain’t he sweet? I just want to give him a big zerbert.