Okay, yes, to recap my Southern holiday...I did get drunk with the ducks at the Peabody on New Years Eve, I watched the ultimately-not-so-stinkin' Rose Bowl and was able to glimmer with Trojan pride, I walked in Memphis with my feet 10 feet off of Beale...I took on Pat O'Brien's, Silky O'Sullivans (I might be making that name up), The Tap Room, B.B. King's, and Alfred's...I heard more hip hop music on this trip than in my entire life, I discovered the true definition of "dive bar", I ate collard greens, black eye peas and sauerkraut on New Year's Day, I lost my voice (then miraculously got it back...humph, the day I go back to work...how convenient), I learned how to shoot toothpicks at the ceiling, I heard Paul Simon's "50 Ways to Leave Your Lover" for the first time (I love it, I love it, I love it), I learned how to open a non twist-off bottle using the edge of a table, I ate cheese grits and watched football (how Southern is that), I've realized the importance of a pitcher of Margheritas when eating Mexican food, I danced my ass off, I met a guy with a little boy in the face, I got turned on to the Indigo Girls, I rubbed elbows with Elvis in Graceland (he really is alive), and I was educated on U.S. Designs 1975-2003 at the Memphis Brooks Museum of Modern Art. All this Southern comfort and no meat was consumed... :) Oh and there were a whole lot of "uh huh's" and "uh oh's". Memphis really was great...as was the Cracker Barrel in Jackson, MS. Now, it's back to work...a poopload of work. Hmm...umm, yeah.
Posted by Mollie Gamo at January 6, 2004 02:10 PM | TrackBack