Saturday, December 6, 2014

Could Tennessee what Arkansas? Sure hope not.

Final stretch of driving began today, running off nine hours of dancing with 18 wheelers through the construction on Interstates 35 and 40. In easier traffic, I would have enjoyed paying more attention to the layered construction processes visible over the jersey barriers, but ....

Terrie and Joe, my hosts in Dallas generously sat with their dogs last night to suppress a second a capella performance for the house guest. The dogs really are entertaining -- one marks the beat, one sings tenor, and the other two contribute more or less on-key.

Tonight, though, I will have to settle for the road noise from outside of a Motel 6 in Jackson, Tennessee, the home of railroad legend Casey Jones. Who knew?

Casey Jones Museum

Sunday night, I will be back in Virginia; Monday, heading north-northeast and dancing with more 18-wheelers.

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