I’m In Tennessee!

Really, I don’t have much to add to that except that:

A) I needed to write something, and

B) This is my excuse for not getting anything done, because I was in a car all day yesterday.

So far I have yet to take a damn picture, because that’s how I roll. Plus, we’re not really sightseeing. More like hanging out, drinking, and eating food. Like home, but northier. And one hour in the past. Oh, central time…

Also, we’re in one of those small towns where everybody knows everybody else, but we don’t know anybody, so now we’re making up backstories for everybody we see while driving around. Like Stumbly Steve, who likes to start drinking in the middle of the day, but he’s really a nice guy because he owns the large house on the corner and he’s turned it into an orphanage because he too was an orphan and now he’s Batman.

In exciting road trip news, I learned that I have super-strong hands in a Zaxbys in Georgia. I put my finger through a styrofoam cup. Knuckle deep. Seeing a Cherry Fanta/Coca-Cola mixture gush out of a gigantic styrofoam cup you just demolished with your hands is equal parts awesome and mortifying. But hey, it’s not my fault they have wimpy-ass cups and I have tiny little mini-hulk hands.

And we watched Total Recall, and then today we’re going to see… Totall Recall.