Having a blast back home with the folks…too good to even bother taking out the camera for pictures. I took a few on the plane but otherwise it hasn’t seen daylight since. I still have more many people to see than I have time for. As it is I spend most of my time eating, drinking, or in the car on the way to do more eating and drinking. I wish I had known it would be this warm. I would have brought my running shoes.
After spending the first day helping my dad rake wet leaves California real estate prices were starting to look pretty darn good. However, after spending the next three days with Southern Belle they were looking as pathetic as ever. Southern Belle (or Belle Bottom depending on the mood) is really cool, which I knew already but now I have more proof. I even let her drag me around shopping in between pillaging Buckhead bars. I didn’t succed in getting her drunk although she later admitted to being closer to the edge than I thought. I’m pretty sure one more Crash & Burn would’ve done us both in.
Belle gave me a Tennessee Vols t-shirt which apparently was just a ruse to distract my attention while she claimed my pajama bottoms as her own. Those were my favorite ones too, dammit. Oh well, I suppose it’s still a good trade considering what all she gave me. I’ll glance over the fact that my goatee apparently rubbed a couple layers of skin off her chin. Her friend Kristie will be even more pissed at me when she sees that.
We’re hoping she’ll be able to come out to La La Land in April. The Braves will be in town to whup some Dodger backside so that could be a good time. That’s all for now. I’m meeting an old friend from high school for a few cold ones this afternoon. She’s actually the second longest friendship that I’ve got( the oldest being Ken, who I’ll be seeing on Friday)…24 years and counting so far. Off to Milledgeville tomorrow to spend a day with Sis then an early flight back to Los Angeles on Saturday.