I got on my bike and rode to Blahville.
Well, it's actually Blytheville, but everyone around here pronounces it like Blahville.
It's an ok place to go when you're feeling blah, so I'm sitting on a bench at a gas station and eating a couple of Slim Jims I bought at the liquor store over my past 2 visits to get my bill up to $8 - the minimum amount for a credit card purchase.
There's nothing like a motorcycle ride on new roads in good weather to dispel the blahs.
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