I Love Oil

You know, I really love oil. Not in it’s crudest form, or even gasoline — that nasty stuff you put in your truck, or even in it’s form of energy — that powers my truck. I love it because oil is such a beautiful thing — it takes one to beautiful places, it gives one the most wonderful experiences.

It’s oil that takes me up to the woods. It’s oil that takes me down rough state truck trails and smooth superhighways, the fly high above beautiful valleys. It’s oil that take me to the mountains, it’s oil that takes me out on the town to meet interesting people. It’s oil that goes in the bus that takes me to work. It’s oil (and it’s cousin natural gas) that keeps lights on, the beer cold, and good times rolling on.