Clinton, Missouri
I’ve been off the road for a week now, and I haven’t felt like posting much around here. The blur of two academic conferences in a row sort of did me in. And my mother is ill, adding to the complicated feelings just now. But silence quickly becomes a habit, if I let it. I suppose I should try to break out of it by at least stringing together some sort of nonsense.
On the second leg of our travels, I found it an odd coincidence that we passed through both Clinton, MO and Clinton, AR. The two places had some common features, but it was the Missouri version that had “Just Ask” pet grooming. I thought that Missouri was the “Show Me” state, not the “Ask Me” state. I’m just saying.
