Notes on the Drive '04: New Orleans to Atlanta
- This is great. I'm feeling in the process again, where the point of being is the action of being. I'm really living right now. I was feeling sad how all the great NO moments were over but now I'm starting to enjoy the journey I'm on now, to Atlanta, to have more good times with other people.
- British people are so repressed, quiet, and individualistic, forever pish-poshing as a matter of course. There hasn't been any cheer in England since Ringo stopped singing Yellow Submarine.
- Just had a mid-40s sweaty beer belly guy in shorts and a sweat-stained button down ask me if I'm going North toward Birmingham, and I am but I lied saying I'm not. I was concentrating too hard to talk to anyone. I didn't say anything while he went through this spiel of coming from the dogtrack and he broke down and shit. He called me "Hey Fella" and started his spiel. Now he's off walking around talking to other people, as I sit in my car recording these words while the gas goes into my gas tank.
- The drive to Atlanta has been consistent. Short bursts of strong storms, low clouds, longer periods of a steady rain, and about the same amount of longer periods with spotty sun and clouds.
- There is a small-scale Statue of Liberty at the Liberty Parkway exit in AL. Also beside it is a big Boy Scouts of America sign. The roads begin to get hilly and curvy.
- The red clay cliffs of these AL-GA hills are just gorgeous. Different shades of red, brown, amber.
- Most of East 20 is under construction. Two thin lanes, one through the former emergency lane. Dreary bumpy driving.
- Sign off the exit ramp near mile marker 210 said TNT sold here in big yellow and red blast graphics on the side of a white building, around the last exit before Georgia.
- A girl's name, Lisa, shaved by lawnmower into the side of a hill in Carroll County.
- A church in Atlanta: Druid Hill Baptist Church.
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