I'm not even going to get into the details of my 
two-week trip to Georgia and Florida to visit in-
laws -- you can check my site for a writeup once 
I'm more awake.  A late-night flight followed by 
barely any sleep and now a giant stack of errands 
to get our life back in order again is not really 
conducive to eloquence.

Meanwhile, though, to make the transition back to 
Seattle and relative civilization a bit easier, 
please SHOW ME the stuff I'm cheerfully leaving 
behind me in the Deep South.  ^_~  Show me dogs, 
guns, pickup trucks, religious fanatics, and 
people who look waaaaaaay too hot and sweaty.  
Bonus points if you have a cel featuring peaches 
or peanuts.

And before anyone asks, no, I didn't have a bad 
trip.  *grin*  And I used to live for many years 
in both Georgia and Florida, so I know that's not 
all the South has to offer.  But for some reason, 
the redneck quotient of this particular journey 
pegged the meter -- everywhere we looked, there 
were walking, or in the case of half-primered 
pickup trucks with hound dogs in the back, 
driving stereotypes.

So while I rush around and do all the seemingly 
endless errands necessary after two weeks out of 
town, please fill up this thread with a bit of 
giggle material for when I return.  ^_^

Cheers to all, and thanks!