Lotsa things in Montana.
Cows, mostly.
I like me some cows.
Remind me to tell you about the Moving Pipe Incident Where Everyone Peed Their Pants one of these days.
Just so you know, it's CANADA goose, not CANADIAN goose.
I'd tell you more, but I swore on my opposable thumbs that I wouldn't. I wish I could tell you what any of this means, but all that really matters is that the horses don't think you're taking your hands off when you remove your gloves.
It was foggy up there on Friday.
Fog is good driving weather when you're in a 1979 Camaro.
I lived!