A smidge South of Central. Closest landmarks to me are WVUIT and the prison. An hour or so drive from, er, most everything. The place where people ask directions to/from and you reply with “Oh, you can’t get there from here. You have to go somewhere else first.”

So you’re in the “stolen counties” area, eh?

Ick, towns. Who needs them.

I look out to one side of my house and I see goats. Used to be cows but the guy got up in years and goats are easier to take care of. Does present me the opportunity to make plenty of disturbing jokes though.