Springfield Old Capitol Art where??

Last Saturday (May 21) I accompanied my favorite Gypsy downtown for what was supposed to be an afternoon enjoying and celebrating the 50^th Annual Springfield Old Capital Art Fair.  Well, as fate would have it (and this happens a lot with me), one distraction led to another and … well, let’s just say we didn’t see a lot of art.

Everything’s ducky at the Peabody Hotel

There’s one place every first-time visitor to Memphis must go, and it’s not Graceland or Sun Studios.  It’s the Peabody Hotel. 

Located just a couple blocks off of Beale, the Peabody is a downtown fixture.  It’s also one of the most elegant, historic hotels I’ve ever stepped in, even if I haven’t had the opportunity (or the finances) to spend the night.  Yes, despite my commoner status, I have a thing for historic hotels … you’ll never mistake the Peabody for your run-of-the-mill chain hotel.

Every hotel like the Peabody has its own charm and history, and their most famous fixtures are the Peabody ducks that migrate to the largest fountain in the hotel lobby every day.  If you’ve never seen the ducks, they alone are worth a walk-through.   It’s even better if you get to see their arrival and departure, being led along the red carpet by a certified Duckmaster. 

Random thoughts from the 2011 Beale Street Music Festival

I’ve been wanting to blog on this year’s Beale Street Music Festival for some time, but work and other crappy life distractions had prevented me up to this point. 

This year’s festival, which is part of the annual month-long Memphis in May celebration, was actually held April 29-May 1.  It’s one of the most affordable music festivals of its kind that I know of, and the line-ups seem to get better every year.  It’s also fairly close, only a six-hour drive down I-55 from where I live, which means I’m sure to run into a lot of my musically inclined friends who are also making the trip.    

More things discussed at the Brewhaus



OK, this is not-so-recent picture, but it's one of my favorites from my 40th birthday party with two of my favorite people -- Sue and Terry Hupp. 

It’s the blog sequel nobody demanded.  Here’s another list of the odd, obscure and unusual topics bantered about recently at my favorite bar: