It was almost cosmic. Monday on the way home in eastern New Mexico I heard some great radio, but when the last good station faded out, I hit the scan button and it was silent and I completely forgot it was searching for a station for me. I drove along, thinking of the miles and the dear friends I'd left in New Mexico and the sweet little puppies waiting for me at home. Then I ascended the last long sweep up the escarpment of the Llano Estacado, I crested the rim and then the scanner found itself a station and surprised me with this song that welcomed me back to Texas.
Robert Earl Keen/Lyle Lovett-- always a good idea, even for bad hair days. :)