That is a good question, and the answer is working my ass of in the new job. I had day of 10 and 12 hours which makes for a very tired and grumpy blogger brain in need of rest.
The joke is that I am spending and unholy amount of time in Nashville which proves the old adage “Men make plans and God Laughs.” However, my opinion of Nashville as a Rhinestone Frisco has not changed and now, I have to add to that mix that driving in Davidson County tests your patience like nothing else. Hyperaggressive drivers and streets that appeared to be paved by mortar rounds make me longer for being stuck in the Palmetto Expressway on a Friday afternoon…. without A/C. I had one asshole a couple of days ago tailgating me and doing all the stupid hand signs indicating his wanting me to move out of his way while I was on the extreme right lane of I-65. You dumb fuck, where do you want me to go? The shoulder? He was obviously ignored.
My old neighborhood has obviously changed since I was there almost 40 years ago. It is fully gentrified and “hypsterized” which is not unexpected as it is surrounded by the universities and the Vandy Industrial Medical Complex.
One last thing: College students still use backpacks to carry their stuff like we did, but this new male iteration look like dorks carrying while using both straps and both shoulders. One or both straps on the non-dominant shoulder is the standard unless you are in a war zone, and you are carrying 100 pounds of gear in it plus a rifle across the chest.
Old Fart Rant Off/