She heaved a sigh and waved back. She shot a look in the rear view mirror and at the glass houses all around her hoping that no one was taking too much note of her late night sojourn.

Wandering the earth or at least Mississippi. Friday, March 27, 2009. Anyone that knows Bender, knows thats funny. Yes, dear reader, your faithful Expatriate is leaving the Great State for the Republic of Texas. I am seeking my fortune and hammering out a little manifest destiny. My plan is to start an entirely new blog, as this one will seem a little irrelevant whence I am points West. Forward Rebels, March to Fame.

In about a half foot of mud, the young man sank his knees deeper in and leaned slightly against the earthen wall of the seven foot trench he crouched in. His dark colored pants were tinged an even darker color by the old soil and leaking muddy waterfalls dripping constantly from the sides. Low booms rang out from every direction and the young man leaned harder against the earth.