I’m currently in “The Peach State” aka “The Empire of the South”, or as most may know it, Georgia. I’ll be here for 3 weeks on business and this is my third time in the hometown of Coca-Cola. As you might imagine, a Pepsi drinking yankee ain’t exactly a perfect fit down here. Don’t get me wrong, I’m staying at a five star hotel and getting the royal treatment and really enjoying many of the people I’ve met, but I am by no means a “southern kind of boy”.
I have no individual complaints with this town, I am just about as much of a square peg in the roundest possible hole that you can find when I get south of the Manson-Nixon line. Much like my ill fated trip to Florida 5 years ago, (which I wish I could call “do over” on, but I digress) I just feel completely out of place. I think part of the problem is I just haven’t found the “funny” here. Normally, when I rail on something, the rant comes out as a humorous tirade aimed some benign target. (Just ask me about Star Wars the next time you see me.) I haven’t found that here, yet. Having the weekend to myself, and being able to wander at my leisure with my camera. I’m sure I can find something.
Anyway, that’s the world as I see it. I’m off to the party suite to hang out and relax. I’ll be pretty available the next couple of days, so feel free to call.
Jim Says: I’m fixin’ to head over yonder.”
