waaal now, country boys n gals, it's been a while here. somehow the tinned lunch meat AuntieNiece installed in this here computer didn't take, or perhaps it went over (though yestiddy I had me one I bought during the Gulf War --and by that I mean the war conducted by this hyear president's father, not the current situation-- and it had kept quite nicely, thank ye kindly), but AuntieNiece tells me them colored gentlemen done infected this computer. All the way from Nigeria or some other such outlandish place. Come to find out gots me no emailAOL for nigh on a month.
But AuntieNiece knows her some computer, what with her high-falutin' degree from the community college over to Charles Town. So Ah can type out this hyear journal, using my right index finger so as to keep mah other hand free to eat me some o' that Spam, 1990 vintage. 'Course Ah'm not depleting mah entire reserve in case this present war hits home to West Verginny.