Post Meatfest

I don't know if I like the way that sounds...Meatfest, but I don't know if there's a better title for a festival celebrating the charring and eating of meat. It happens every Memorial Day weekend and it is wonderful. This year was made even more so when the roster was bolstered with new friends, Missy, Bob, Barry, Jenni and Kaylea. All wonderfully wicked senses of humor and fantastic stories. I just realized this is the "brightest" post in quite a while, I'm sure that'll be over soon. Work began on Tuesday and now by Wednesday it feels like Thursday. I know you're asking yourself "What the hell does Thursday feel like?" Closer to the weekend that's what! The week's been good this far so I'm outta here before I jinx it.

An afternoon drive

I started out today for a short drive to clear my head, I ended up in the Twilight Zone. I started in Sweetwater (don't ask why) and decided to drive by the Lost Sea and head back to Knoxville via Hwy.411. When I got to Madisonville the road to the Cherohala looked empty and I thought what the hell let's try it. It's usually a hell of motorcycle riders. I never thought about how long it would take to drive. By the time I got to Robinsville NC it was dark and I had to drive "The Dragon" in the dark. With only my headlights the entire curvy hell looked the same, and after a while I began to think I was driving the same two curves over and over and over again. The next mistake I made was thinking that the Foothills Parkway would be shorter than Hwy 129, DUH! Long dark and empty, both the Dragon and the Parkway. Pictures are up on the Flickr and maybe when I've some sleep I'll write some more.