This week I missed most of -- En Français -- Week 4 -- because I was in Billings at a Grant Writing workshop.
And if I got to keep the money I make for the Fire Department with grants, I wouldn't still be whining about how Hollywood doesn't like my scripts.
I lived in Billings for over ten years. I used to know that place like the back of my hand. Now I know it like the back of my head. I couldn't tell where I was until the last day. Recognized the park near the Starbucks that didn't used to be there.
Anyway, BIG city. Big, bad city. Saw a drug deal and a guy eating out of the garbage can. I stopped running to the window to watch the ambulance go by after the 27th one.
No big city girl me. Had to use Google maps to get where I was going and back again.
Here to there and there to here. Thank Apple for the iTouch.
Stayed at the motel from Hell. Thank God for my sense of humor.
And from the Only In Montana file, I leave you with this.
I knew they must be good for something.