Of Foamhenge and inedible snacks

Welcome to Central Standard Time, it's a crisp Monday morning west of Knoxville (off exit 238 of I40, in Lebanon, Tennessee). Sahrye made good distance and time yesterday, we even had time to stop and visit the most sacred of sacred sites in this wonderful country, no not Graceland that's today. I'm talking about Foamhenge, built by Neolithic Tennessean Man out of neolithic packing foam (one can only guess) as a astronomical calendar to predict the arrival of tourists in the far distant future. Well done neolithic Tennessean man, well done.

Twizzlers, the all American snack, right? Well I've never been a fan but in hunger jam I wouldn't turn one down. Not so with Twizzlers Rainbow pack, yuk, completely disgusting, the texture is all wrong and the flavors weird. Buried under a snow storm in the Blue Mountains of Tennessee I'd rather eat cardboard. Luckily we brought Pringles!

Today, we're making the pilgrimage to Graceland. Nuff said.

Packing Up

Hello everyone and welcome to the first post. As many of you know, I have accepted a postion as a Coastal Planner with the Bay Conservation Development Commission in San Francisco. Hal and I will be driving from Silver Spring, MD to San Francisco, CA over the next week or so. Our current plan is to take I-81 to I-40 to I-5. Mapquest claims that this is about 3000 miles and should take 45 hours of driving. Many thanks to my collegues in ORR at NOAA/the Happy Hour Matrix Coordinators for the fine gift of an atlas - I'm sure it will be very useful!