Believe it or not we made it out of “The Ozarks” as it was explained to me that we were in. We rounded a curve, topped a hill or something like that and we were in Springfield.
There are two things of note to write about here.
First my friend Sarah from the restaurant is from Springfield and moved back last fall. I’d emailed her and told her we would be passing through. So through about fourteen phone calls and countless text messages and a twenty minute drive in the wrong direction we managed to meet up at a Sonic in Springfield. I’d told her in my email that we’d have about three minutes that I’d love to see her.
So we all had ice cream and sat in the somewhat warm afternoon sun and chatted. We learned all about her new job, her new boyfriend, her new school, her new life. We told her about the restaurant, our trip to Texas, our lives. And at 30 minutes I stood up and told her that although I’d loved seeing her we had to get on the road. We hugged goodbye, both got into a cars and drove away.
We drove across the street to get gas and a Diet Coke.
And we were on our way.
The second thing to write about was the plethora of information about Branson that’s available in Springfield. I think Adam and I are going to take a trip to Branson next year. It looks absolutely wonderful in all it’s trashiness.
Look at all this wonderfulness.
OH MY GOD. I wish I could scan some of the brochures Adam picked up. The child beauty stars, the photoshopped old people, the shows that are clearly meant for a gay audience it’s just too much for a person to take in. We want to save up a thousand dollars, go there for the week and see everything available.
If only we could? How much better could life be???
Check the awesomeness of the first show I’d like to see. If I’m not mistaken this show is playing in Queen’s right now. We might be up for a field trip.
“His Life” – The Musical