Atlanta
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When irony meets the homeless
One of the more annoying things about my fun new area is the increased encounters with the urban outdoorsmen of our community. I was making a late night caffeine run for one my increasingly frequent all-nighters and I came across some guy bumming for money outside the grocery store. He did the usual story, then closed with “I need money for food.”
Naturally he was eating a bag of Cheeto’s at the time, which actually dovetails nicely with my more famous moment involving orange snacks and grocery stores, which you can hear if you see me play at any music venue…
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Life in the age of table saws
Current finger count: 10
After much delay, my vaunted “Secret society” style bookshelves begin today.
And on yet another note, it’s snowing in Atlanta again – if this keeps up, everyone should expect some cool photography as the city panics and wrecks their cars.
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Snow!
It’s snowing in Atlanta, for the first time in three years. This is so cool. It’s very light, but I predict the Atlanta snow panic will start in about fifteen minutes…
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I play a different venue
In this case, Blind Willies in the Highlands on Sunday night. Judging the reaction of the small but appreciative crowd, it sounded good.
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Random Photo
From my visit to the Commuter Art Gallery
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The sounds of silence
While I’ve been thrilled with the new place so far, one thing that’s been amiss the the fact that the State Patrol (headquartered behind my back yard, about 200 yards away) has run a generator every minute of every day since I moved in. The generator was not running when I looked at the house.
For the first time it has stopped. The silence and the other noises are kind of eerie.
For a historical trivia, the Georgia State Patrol building used to be the local Confederate widows home for Atlanta. The Atlanta Time Machine has a photo.
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Me and MasterChief
My visit to MicroSoft was interesting.
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Van Halen
Van Halen (featuring David Lee Roth but not Michael Anthony) is coming to Atlanta next year. Surprising.
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Top of the world
Or the roof anyway. Somehow I managed to buy a house withe 2 fireplaces and 0 ways to close the flue. Another task for the pile I suppose. For those keeping score at home, I still have not climbed the tree that overhangs the house (it’s the one in the shot)
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A weird thing in my neighborhood
So, I take a different route home from running a quick errand in the new neighborhood, and I discover that there is a numbered, named, and unpaved road in the heart of downtown Atlanta. Really strange…