Oklahoma is OK

That's literally their ad for themselves. "We'll do."

Landing back in Jacksonville, it's still very green, and I'll always like it for that. It's funny how from far above some things look frozen. Fountains spewing water that looks like ice, but the cars and people are still full of motion.

The first thing you notice about Oklahoma are the oil drills. Two of them, probably less than a mile from the airport, chugging away. Others spot the hills all over the state. Never seen one before.

So I went out to Norman, Oklahoma to see my uncle who I hadn't seen in about 5 years. He's a psychiatrist working at the first ever created mental health building in the US, established by Hayden Donahue (info may be wrong, going off memory...and there are now more than just this one, obviously). "A true American". It was only when my uncle talked about Donahue, the work he did, and the message he gave to the staff indicating that he cared not at all about the money and only about helping the patients ("Save these people's lives") that I respected my uncle. Not his fault...all we did before I asked him about where he works was eat at buffets and tell stories about the past, with he and my dad calling each other grody losers.

And again, in all fairness, they're both pretty grody.

Things we did in Oklahoma:

- Eat at buffets. So many buffets. Dear Lord, the buffets.

- Gamble at an Indian Casino

- Gamble on horses

- Shoot guns

- Go to the Cowboy Museum

- Play Canasta

- Bowl

- Watch movies

I don't understand the allure of firing ranges. But from the experience I did learn that all scenes in movies that involve firearms are bullshit. Those things are looooooud. And aiming a .45 is haaaaaaard. There's no way you can carry on a conversation or hear anything during a gunfight.

Anyway. More to come later maybe.