Weekend highlights:

I had to visit a doctor’s office and was pleased to find this poster while waiting.  You can’t really make out the captions under each individual character but I’ll summarize.  We’re all at a high risk for Hepatitis C.  Every.  Last.  One of us.

Now for a few rural men:This fellow plays every Friday at a bar called “Paradise Park Trailer Resort” in downtown Nashville.  The place is designed to look like a trailer park inside, serves PBR pitchers for $6, and has gutted muscle cars to use as giant ash trays.  Really, its quite a gem and this dude is always there to blast through every cover song you’d want to hear in such a venue.  Good times.

I spotted this gentleman in the Country Music Hall of Fame.  He was quite a joke teller and had this beauty to share:  What do you call a bear with no teeth?  A gummi bear.  Awesome.  He also claimed to be the Davidson County Clerk.  I did not believe him.  I also found this at the Country Music HOF:

A Genny Light in Middle Tennesse makes no sense at all.  I don’t even think you can find Genny in a bottle in Fillmore.  I had been feeling a bit homesick so I jumped at the chance do embibe with a taste of WNY.  As the sweet liquid poured over my tongue I remebered why I never drank Genny at home.  Luckily, BLs are BLs are BLs anywhere in this great nation.  I quickly switched to BLs.

Drops from the Genesee in Tennessee is a post from: Rural Minority