YOU CAN LISTEN TO JIMI - BUT YOU CAN'T HEAR JIMI!
SUNDAY! Hey everybody! It's Sunday, we're in the South and we didn't go to church! We were pretty much the only ones that didn't go, but that's only because we couldn't find a Buddhist temple in Quitman, Georgia. Yup, we left Tallahassee this morning, rode north into Georgia (more on that exciting side trip later), then south back into Florida ending our day in Gainesville. I know you are all tired of hearing about how f'ing hot it is, but the heat index today at 3pm (Eastern time, baby!) was 123 degrees!
Anyway, we normally would have just rode straight south to Gainesville and been done with it, but instead we took the opportunity to ride the other direction for about 50 miles to Quitman, Georgia. We know that you all know our trailer park manager, Lowell, back in Palm Springs is taking care of stuff for us. Well, he not only was born in Quitman, Georgia, he ran for public office there about 30 years ago and lost by four votes! We couldn't be this close and miss the opportunity to go there and tag a few public buildings L.A. "gangsta style" with some cans of Krylon we bought just for that purpose. They'll never forget our trailer park manager, Lowell again!
You know, riding in the South on Sunday mornings is GREAT! There's nobody on the roads AT ALL! Why? Because they're all in church and then after about noon they're all in Waffle House in their suits and dresses. We thought about going to church too, but then we asked ourselves, "WWJD?" You probably think that means "what would Jesus do?," right? Well, to us it means "what would Jimi do?" (Hendrix, that is!) Party on everybody - PURPLE HAZE....
Boyhood home of Lowell the trailer park manager! It's Sunday! God bless church for the open roads!
Great name! If they had drive-thru liquor - we'd buy this place! Perfect for the Riding4Beer Magical Mystery Tour!
Anyway, we normally would have just rode straight south to Gainesville and been done with it, but instead we took the opportunity to ride the other direction for about 50 miles to Quitman, Georgia. We know that you all know our trailer park manager, Lowell, back in Palm Springs is taking care of stuff for us. Well, he not only was born in Quitman, Georgia, he ran for public office there about 30 years ago and lost by four votes! We couldn't be this close and miss the opportunity to go there and tag a few public buildings L.A. "gangsta style" with some cans of Krylon we bought just for that purpose. They'll never forget our trailer park manager, Lowell again!
You know, riding in the South on Sunday mornings is GREAT! There's nobody on the roads AT ALL! Why? Because they're all in church and then after about noon they're all in Waffle House in their suits and dresses. We thought about going to church too, but then we asked ourselves, "WWJD?" You probably think that means "what would Jesus do?," right? Well, to us it means "what would Jimi do?" (Hendrix, that is!) Party on everybody - PURPLE HAZE....
Boyhood home of Lowell the trailer park manager! It's Sunday! God bless church for the open roads!
Great name! If they had drive-thru liquor - we'd buy this place! Perfect for the Riding4Beer Magical Mystery Tour!
Folks, I am surprised as one could be (Happily Surprised that is). Just let me say this about that. I wake up every morning and thank God for those 5 people who didn't vote for me! Had they voted for me, then I would never have met the craziest, fun loving couple ever and, allow me to get mushy here, the most wonderful friends anyone could Have!!! Those fortunate enough to count Kevin & Stacy as your friends already know this.
The Trailer Park Manager
L&M
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The show must go on! The Kevin and Stacy Riding4Beer show that is. It's quite humorous - you both are raping and pillaging every community you stay in - ahhh, the American way. We cannot help but love you two loonies. Have a safe ride.
guy and cary.
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