Memphis, TN – morning

Well, I’m in Memphis doing a little laundry before I leave town, and you can’t leave the machines unattended.  Well, I mean, you _can_, but the signs are written in a manner that suggests possible gunplay if you try it.  So I brought along the laptop and I’m getting updates done. Late late late last…

Memphis, TN – late night

Graceland.  How do I start with Graceland? Elvis was always on the periphery of my musical tastes.  I was more likely to enjoy an album by someone who was influenced by Elvis then by the real thing.  Then again, he was responsible for songs like Suspicious Minds and His Latest Flame and Kentucky Rain and…

Memphis, TN – late night

I’m talking _really_ late night.  I’m talking well into tomorrow morning late night. Today was a wonderful but exhausting day, and tomorrow I’ve got the longest single-day drive of my trip so far.  And I don’t know if it’s just me (my size makes an awful lot of life physically uncomfortable for me) or if…

Memphis, TN – afternoon

Just a quick note before the office shuts down. Graceland and Memphis today.  Great day.  I’ll be writing more tonight, but it won’t go in until tomorrow morning. Thanks to everyone who’s been reading, and particularly to those who’ve been emailing me, it’s wonderful to hear from you. By the way, it’s hotter than hell…

Memphis, TN – evening

What a generally excellent day. I mean, considering I had to get up at six in the morning (did anyone catch that I was completed screwed up with regard to the time change when I complained about having to get up at 5 “my time?”  I left my watch set to EDT, but set the…

Nashville, TN – morning

No sooner do I complain about not being able to find the good-food-at-good-prices, small-time, home-town kind of restaurants than I’m sitting in one.  Capital Chevrolet (the wonderful folks who were the only ones in this time zone who’d said they could fit me in.  When in Nashville, please stop in and buy several fine Chevrolets)…

Nashville, TN

Well, I’m in Nashville.  More specifically, I’m just off the Briley Parkway.  Okay, I’m actually on Music Valley Drive.  Alright, alright, yes, I’m at Opryland.  I know that seems like an odd place for one with my musical tastes to be hanging out.  But when you imagine the type of folks who would probably enjoy…