Sometimes a week can go by seemingly in a day, especially when you're enjoying yourself. Such was not the case the past week and a half, which seemed to last an eternity, and not that I wasn't having a good time. Maybe it was the humidity.
Humidity pictured here in my camera's lens:
Budd showing us some early designs for Teal's uniforms:
Pink skies were the limit:
Teals:
I went thru about four shirts a day down in Thomasville, where at 10 pm it was 98 degrees and humid:
This orange towel barely left my head:
What better when it's 104° out than the world's largest rib roast:
Eric informed me one night that he was at the Dirty Projectors concert hearing live reenactments of one of the best albums to come out this year. I surely would have been there with him had I not had to work. But the next best thing was this Dave Longstreth look-alike in the rifle line:
Best part of the weekend was Marios viola interpretations:
Budd was not impressed:
I have a favorite new airport - Memphis! Why? Free aerobeds!
...and Elvis in tile!
Met up with Johnny at the Charlotte airport and scared off a few southern travlers. No surprise there:
Then off to Ooltewah for a few days, which was quite enjoyable. I would like to go back someday:
The girls there were.... uhm... interesting:
And then this happened:
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