Oklahoma, D'eux. Just got back from Okleeehomey and boy are my feets tired

It sounded funnier when my little sis said it. But for reals, have you ever noticed that there just aren't that many Indians working at the Choctaw travel stops up there and I hear (from all you sinners) that very few (Indians) work at the casinos (it's not like I would know)? I got a deal on a bag of popcorn flavored cheetos puffs at the casino travel stop place that I ate on, on the way back to Rville (Richardson, Texas), so that was good because I was starving but it was not at all nutritional but it wasn't like there was a Richardson, Texas, Farmers and Makers Market open on the highway at three a.m. that you could get in and out of in four minutes and see polished onyx tile (at least that is what I think it is) on the bathroom walls like at the casino travel stops (I'll show you a cell phone picture or two of the bathroom that alone is worth a bathroom slash fuel stop and if you were there, sorry bout the cell phone picture taking in the bathroom, ok?). What else... I will come back to my Oklahoma part II post because there were some things I feel sure that I have been meaning and wanting to share about OK, alright. Some of it sad and some interesting and good, in my opinion. Some of it could be curious.