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Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Some place I just don't like to go and well I went

There are some places I just don't like to go. One is the innter cities I hate them with a passion. Why well, folks are so distracted from what they are doing from phones, to texting, to computers, to tvs, and kidds, partners, dogs , eating you name it the list can go on and on. I will tell ya man its rough to be on big higways where no one gies a shit. Riding with other folks can always be a challange too. Ya never know what they are thinking. Me I've been around for awhile and would like to stay that way, so I tend on the highways going thruough the cities to stay in the left lane or right lane and never dead center, for that's where I feel roadkill happens. Anyway my theroies are different then other folks. I guess maybe being hit by a car, a couple of times will make ya think differently. No, it wasn't aything tto do with my error it was at a stop light and the oher just plane drove into me while looking at me as I was pulling off the road. It's a wake up call not to trust and be alter for sure. In 20 some years if ya don't think anything will happen guess again, just because you've been lucky or extremely stupid the odds do catch up to you one way or another, and I've been blessed enough to walk away intact and able to keep on keeping on.



So, Like I said this was the vaction from the devils frying pan for sure, just 3 weeks ago I was freezing my but off in NC and TNN and now I'm in Memphis sweating my ass off. the south can be a fickle and funky place to live that's for sure. Anyway coming inon highway 40 riding with a group that just wants to be center lane, we origianally we in the right lane, as soon as the leader could he jumped into the center lane. all bikes followed being the tailgunner I was last, the bike before me was really loudl. When He jumped into the center lane, the car behind him just swerved, ran me right off the road. He had no idea he did it, except for the fact that the field behind him disappeared and was now waiting for the brake dust to clear. I mean ever car behind him in the three lanes slamed the brakes on at once. Silly people don't they know I'm in control of my ride, when he moved over, so did I I slid right on to the shoulder applying stopping power and found I only needed throttle because traffic had come to a halt affraid that they would be a part of the need for a shovell.




What I think happened is the dude wasn't paying attention and when the loud bike got infront of him it starled him and he jerked the wheel in my direction. Kind of like where the hell that come from? Anyway, I moved on and got back into my tailgunner position before really anyone noticed. One one had a clue until the dude infront of me said something. The group weaved its way through the city streets, lots of one ways there in Memphis. Found the hotel and prepared for some BBQ. After all this is the home of the Biggest BBQ contest in the world right. So, being that this was the hottest trip ever and everything was well ripe so to speak it was time for the washers. In most hotels they have washers. My idea was to throw things in go upstairs shower and put them in the drier. Hahahaha no way I had to wait 3 hours just for a waher. After the marathon of washing clothes it was 9pm and well I wasn't really hungry I was more tired so I went to the bar, almost feel over for 6 bucks for a beer really I could buy a whole six with that. Oh well, it is what it is right! I woke up to in the am with planes to see grace land, The place opened at 8 and trust me I was there, Geese was it hot, dam,

Anyway, I wasn't expecting ght Graceland tour to be like that but I wasn't really sure what to expect. First ya get in line, then they take a stupid picture of ya in front of the facke gates, then your herded onto a bus shuttled across the street, put in line, then let in the house. No flash, can't touch anything as if ya want to. Anyway The house wasn't this large sprawling mansion one might think. It was homey, smaller but the grounds lovely. I shuffled from one room to the other if I leaned over the chain things a recording went off please no flaskh inside the home and don't cross the barracades. I'm thinking flash would mess up the security cameras. Well ist style is deffinately 50, 60, and 70's you can see in my pictures here I uploaded. Not all turned out well cause I was treated like just another head of cattle in there. The claim is it was decorated by a top designer of the the times. He had one place the office and racket ball area that was where all his awards, trophis, preforming suits and other memoriblila was located. I also toured the cars and plane area. the Lisa Marie is a lovely plane and I could see a celeberty traveling with in its leather and velvet green sofas, while watching a movie, or drinking at the table.

From Graceland, I head over to Soul, blues and rock museum or something like that, it's located acrss the street from Sun Studieos. The museum was amazing. All the different artists and it took ya from the time peroid when most folks were share croppers throughtout the south. With many of the poor folk the black farmers brought with them the songs of old and added new versus, and beat to the music. Soon that music filled the churches, and a black sound was created and played proudly along Beale St. in Memphis. They created a radio station and soon made records. At this time Black and White worked the fields together and some of the white folks got to playing along with the black bands, then they broke out on their owne the split created the difference in Blues and Rock and Roll. Most of this part of the history you know. However the museum had old recording to listen too, pictures of the early groups, rado personalities and other such items. Including clothing, instraments, music sheets, awards, jukeboxex, radio transevers, and recievers, and things of such nature.


Once I was done in the museums I went out side to stroll around. Naw I don't think so it was 99, humid and no breeze. I went back to the hotel and waited for evening for on Beale St there would be a block party, with eats drinks, and music that I would attends. The night was cooler for sure but not much, outside the hotel I waited for a trolley it would be a hell of a wait as the thing jumped the tracks . Dam I ddn't want to walk 8 city blocks in this heat. Oh. well off I went down the street. I went and had BBQ, boy was that awesome, the ribbs were good so was the coleslaw, beans, and they had greens I ani't a green lover so I passed on them. The bartender was awesome what a great gal alot of funn too. I could see us hangging out. Then down the street as I walked along there were all these brass notes in the street I guess its the Blues Walk of Fame. Neat didn't know there was one. There was music, and vendars and just a nice atmosphere in general. I enjoyed the eveing with good food, music and well booze somethmes it happens. The trolley was back on track so I took that back to the hotel. I have to dsay the down town area of Memphis or the historic distric is really very nice. I've herd it can be an ify place but I didn't see anything but a city trying to do some rebuilding while struggling with generating a poor econmy looking for away to market itself since well Blues only appeals to some, and yet its a top draw. I flopped my head on my pillow and was done a good ending to a few days in Memphis. Have a great one! "T"



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