Notes to the Wall

So's...dipdog me thought the highlighted dates on the new style showed posts.

Uh, maroon, those are weekends. You know, where some peeps stop work and start play?

Turns out it's been a post about every 2 weeks.

Must shorten wavelengths.

Hrm...check this silly Star Wars parody video put together by some fellow Knoxvillians, notably featuring a short appearance by a high school friend and written in part by the author of the Men in Black comic. Well, notably to me, since I either know 'em or of 'em.

Oh, dang, relevancy: the freaky quarry lake upon which D & I stumbled appears briefly in this thing.

[That sort of pedantry is nonsense up with which I shall not put.]

Must get in touch w/ Z, who plays Darth Scary. Stupid as hell that I've lost track...

Well, it was back to work today after a tidy, tiny, very sweet mini-vacation w/ my dearest of dears.

We'd sorta planned on catching up w/ pals in mid-pub crawl outta town. No last minute flights, though, so we stayed home.

Highlights of zooming around E TN:

• found a 10 acre lake we never knew existed
  
• took quite a few barn pics in the hollers around Walland
  
• learned about some crazy caverns to check out later
  
• saw some neeter-skeeter cannons emplaced in a park commemorating a Union Civil War fort that defended "loyal" East TN. (I tell ya, it's pretty freaky that 6-8 guns shooting 3-inch projectiles downhill 100 years ago was enough de-motivation to drive off 4500 soldiers out for the blood of 1/3 their number. Can't even imagine today's War.)
  

The salt mines prolly didn't miss me a bit. Certainly, I didn't miss them, nor shoveling, nor pickaxes neither.