she’s large. she’s marge. she’s large marge the party barge. our official fleamarket mascot, junky mode of transportation, and all around good-timin PiNK mobile. but her story begins loooong ago. remember the post of the sleepy little…
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some of you may remember our ‘searching for mayberry’ post…and if you do, then you may remember that we ended the post with the promise of a big announcement. big news on our next…
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as i think about mayberry and getting back to the basics and all the simple things about small-town life that make me happy, it always reminds me of an experience that i feel honored…
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somewhere between the 1 flashing red light and the almost spiritual football stadium, we grew up… in the little oilfield town that nestles in the pine tree-covered hills of east texas …where the dairy…
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The way I see it, life is a beautiful adventure. a WiLD, MagiCAL, ChaoTIC, madly-beautifully-unplanned adventure. There is something great and inspiring and liberating about hitting the open road…driving with the windows rolled down,…