Head Still Spinning
This weekend was great- I was so busy I didn't even have time to make the post I had planned for Saturday. But never fear- I will catch you up momentarily.
Where to begin?? Thursday, I headed out on the bike to meet up with my incredibly attractive, intelligent, witty, and just all-around so sweet she hurts my teeth new riding partner Shelley, and we hit the Gap. The weather was optimal, and we ran into some of the boys from the East Tennessee Riders crew.
Friday's ride was just about as smooth, I brought the Gixxer out and we hit up Foothills Parkway and the fire tower, and tried out the food at a new place called Cartwright's in Townsend... the food was good, but the highlight of the event was this exchange between myself and our server:
Me: The catfish special sounds good. How is it prepared?
Server: Huh?
Me: How is the catfish prepared?
Server: I'm not quite sure what you mean by "prepared."
For real.
Saturday, we went on a fabulous ride down some roads that were totally new to me, and I had a total blast. We took 411 to 68, and headed all the way down through Cherokee National Forest and hung out on the Ocoee for a while at the Olympic site.
Got caught in the rain a bit on the Cherohala, but luckily it held off for us until the end.
Sunday night I saw one of the more interesting things in my recent memory. Headed up with my pals Liz, Jodi, and Neal-o to Elkmont to see the snychronous fireflies. It totally sounds like it'd be a boring way to spend an evening, but I'm telling you- it's extremely cool, and definitely worth the trip. I poked around in the moss beside the Little River for a few minutes and came across a glow worm. Hopefully Neal-o will get off his LAZY ASS and e-mail me the pictures that I SET UP FOR HIM.
Most of the long-exposure digital pics that I tried to take of the lightning bugs just weren't worth a crap, honestly. It's just too hard to capture, for me at least. Plus, you never know when they're gonna start flashing.
The moon was full, and I snapped this shot on the walk back to the parking lot. It was really hazy.
Last night I did some acoustic blues in my cowboy hat, drank a lot of Shiner Bock, and then jammed with my buddies Doug and Douger at the end of the night. I thought it was really funny when my bald friend Douger tripped and almost fell, and I told him, "Keep the shiny side up." He didn't laugh.
My greatest source of entertainment last night was trying to make the incredibly horny, nowhere near attractive, outrageously drunk new chick hit on every single guy I knew. It was great- "HEEEEY DRUNK CHICK!!! Come meet my sexy, single, very wealthy friend Doug!" And of course I whisper in her ear, "He told me earlier he thought you were really hot, but he's so shy with women. I think you're gonna have to open him up." Then I would sit back and laugh as the men would squirm and curse me under their breath until I found someone else to put her off on. She was just like a leech. It was all going well until someone decided to get me back by sending the drunk redneck elderly lady over to ask me out. To Shoney's.
I can't make this crap up, people.
My next post will most likely be from Philly again, and I won't forget my camera this time, okay?
Heading back to the Gap now- I'll be sure and take some pictures for y'all.
Where to begin?? Thursday, I headed out on the bike to meet up with my incredibly attractive, intelligent, witty, and just all-around so sweet she hurts my teeth new riding partner Shelley, and we hit the Gap. The weather was optimal, and we ran into some of the boys from the East Tennessee Riders crew.
Friday's ride was just about as smooth, I brought the Gixxer out and we hit up Foothills Parkway and the fire tower, and tried out the food at a new place called Cartwright's in Townsend... the food was good, but the highlight of the event was this exchange between myself and our server:
Me: The catfish special sounds good. How is it prepared?
Server: Huh?
Me: How is the catfish prepared?
Server: I'm not quite sure what you mean by "prepared."
For real.
Saturday, we went on a fabulous ride down some roads that were totally new to me, and I had a total blast. We took 411 to 68, and headed all the way down through Cherokee National Forest and hung out on the Ocoee for a while at the Olympic site.
Got caught in the rain a bit on the Cherohala, but luckily it held off for us until the end.
Sunday night I saw one of the more interesting things in my recent memory. Headed up with my pals Liz, Jodi, and Neal-o to Elkmont to see the snychronous fireflies. It totally sounds like it'd be a boring way to spend an evening, but I'm telling you- it's extremely cool, and definitely worth the trip. I poked around in the moss beside the Little River for a few minutes and came across a glow worm. Hopefully Neal-o will get off his LAZY ASS and e-mail me the pictures that I SET UP FOR HIM.
Most of the long-exposure digital pics that I tried to take of the lightning bugs just weren't worth a crap, honestly. It's just too hard to capture, for me at least. Plus, you never know when they're gonna start flashing.
The moon was full, and I snapped this shot on the walk back to the parking lot. It was really hazy.
Last night I did some acoustic blues in my cowboy hat, drank a lot of Shiner Bock, and then jammed with my buddies Doug and Douger at the end of the night. I thought it was really funny when my bald friend Douger tripped and almost fell, and I told him, "Keep the shiny side up." He didn't laugh.
My greatest source of entertainment last night was trying to make the incredibly horny, nowhere near attractive, outrageously drunk new chick hit on every single guy I knew. It was great- "HEEEEY DRUNK CHICK!!! Come meet my sexy, single, very wealthy friend Doug!" And of course I whisper in her ear, "He told me earlier he thought you were really hot, but he's so shy with women. I think you're gonna have to open him up." Then I would sit back and laugh as the men would squirm and curse me under their breath until I found someone else to put her off on. She was just like a leech. It was all going well until someone decided to get me back by sending the drunk redneck elderly lady over to ask me out. To Shoney's.
I can't make this crap up, people.
My next post will most likely be from Philly again, and I won't forget my camera this time, okay?
Heading back to the Gap now- I'll be sure and take some pictures for y'all.
posted by tjayswift at 12:05 PM
1 Comments:
411, 68, the Ocoee...that's my neck of the woods.
I've been hearing tons about the synchronized lighting bugs...sounds awesome, must check it out.
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