Today i met with my new small group leader out in Maryville at the Cracker Barrel near where he works. It was not breakfast time, so i got the Roast Beef Dinner, which is my all time go to meal at the Cracker Barrel. (I keep wanting to find something catchy and hip to call the Cracker Barrel, but nothing's coming at this point.) We had a good talk about our former churches and how we got burned, and also about how apparently there is a pack of single, frustrated women looting and pillaging single guys of marriagable age…which i would have no problem getting looted and pillaged by, frankly.
I've also been planning my upcoming trip to Washington, D.C., and the planning is starting to take some pretty clear shape now. I'm pretty excited, because i've never been to our nation's capital before, plus i'm going to be there for my first(hopefully of many) Presidential Inauguration. I'm still trying to iron out all of my details as far as where i'm going to be sleeping, which is kind of scary. I've even sent out a facebook message to a girl i randomly made out with, seeing if she knows anyone i could crash with, which officially means i'm desperate. I'll be leaving Knoxville either the night of the 13th, or the day of the 14th, depending on if i'm ready to go by when i have to be at work next tuesday or not. I, depending on if i have consistent wireless access, will be blogging in the schedule during my trip, and i may have a couple of fun things planned for that week on here.
Look for my review of something tomorrow(I still don't know what i'm going to review, so sit tight), and thanks for your readership.
3 comments:
Check out ZAGAT Magazine for good eats in the DC Area. Also, the bus system is rather extensive, though I'm not certain of its reliability. If the light rail is anything to go by, Metro buses are "just as good."
You, sir, missed a day.
Shameys.
I know. This is new for me too, remember...if i was smart, i would have started writing all these posts in advance, like real bloggers do...but i didn't really think as far ahead as all that. Many Mea Culpas are yours.
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