where the wind comes sweepin' down the plains

Right now I'm in a Carl's Jr. Why, you ask, am I in a Carl's Jr with a terrified cat and nothing to do? Well, I'll tell you why. It's because my car notified me that I needed to get an oil change, that's why. So I found a place in Elk City, OK, right near the border with Texas, who will do it for me. Now, why my *new* car needs an oil change at ~3000 miles is beyond me (the dealership told me it wouldn't need one until 6000 miles), but that's neither here nor there at this point. I spent the night last night in Oklahoma City, after driving through Arkansas and half of Oklahoma yesterday. I have posted some pictures; please to note that Oklahoma greeted me with an intense thunderstorm that forced me to pull off the road because of the mortal peril involved in driving.

Through it all, though, I'm still really happy that I've chosen to take this trip. I can't express enough how nice everyone is to a complete stranger. The hotel, the car place, even everyone at the gas stations. That alone would be reason enough for me to stay here. Plus, Oklahoma is amazing. Plains as far as the eye can see, dotted with churches and farms and adult bookstores.

Pictures attached today are of a lot of things. There are a few with Worf when I let him out at the rest stop, those are in Arkansas. The rest were taken in Oklahoma. Where the wind does, indeed, come sweeping down the plains. It brings rain, good vibes, and adult material to the good people of this state.