Atlant-notes

Actually, I never came closer than 10 miles to Downtown. Our Braves game outing never happened --- Braves-Pirates is no baseball fan's idea of a rousing matchup, and an hour after gametime, the downpour started and never let up on us at the Sandy Springs' Residence Inn.
But here are some observations:

Live Free or Die Hard was the same experience as Rocky Balboa - familiar, likable character who's way too old to be doing this stuff is dumped into the same impossible set-up, and it's hard to feel disappointed when the credits flow. However, we won't go for the triptych next year with John Rambo.

My Dad and I can finish an 18-pack of Miller High Life Lite and analyze 40 years of family history (warts and all) in less than 3 hours (some of those details will be posted in the near-future).

For the first time in years, I got the horn from a tailgater - and I was cruising at 80 in a 55 zone, no less. More surprising was that he had time to honk, since he passed me like I was idling.

Fate dropped my parents at their second consecutive house at the end of a cul-de-sac, in another cold, lifeless subdivision at the end of suburbia. If five years, of course, suburbia will have filled in every empty lot.

Atlanta to Nashville is a solid 3.5 hour drive, even when traffic spurs drivers to go 80 mph without a thought. Nashville to Atlanta is a solid 4.5 hour drive because of the time zone crossing west of Chattanooga.

I need to spend some time around Chatt-city. The Tennessee River is gorgeous, the list of attractions runs long.