So, There I stood, Trying to Check into a Motel in Oklahoma with a Fifteen
year-old girl. It is one o'clock in the morning. Sayre, OK, a good trip to anywhere. I am dressed in my pajama tops, which, by a simple twist of fate happened to be turned inside out. My personal explanation is that I spent four days and nights blogging and reading. But who are you going to get to... Sign in to see full entry.