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Archive for January, 2005

If you wanna get down, down on the ground

Posted in Reviews of unlikely subjects, Trips and adventures on January 11th, 2005 by Chris

Sherrill and I just got back from Atlanta.  We saw a teensy little bit of Atlanta, and so here is a Review:

Review of The World of Coca-Cola.
Well you arrive in downtown Atlanta, park your car nearby for $3, and walk to The World of Coke.  The front is really cool, with lots of lights and this really huge revolving Coke thing.  Pretty neat.  Then you walk inside, pay your $8, and walk to one of two very cool glass elevators which operate noiselessly and smoothly.  You can see some of the impressive buildings of Atlanta, plus the elevator next to you as it moves up and down.

I mention this elevator in such detail mainly because it was one of the high points of our visit to the World of Coke. After you get off the elevator, you see of course historic Coke stuff, like you would expect, with interesting trivia and dates and bottle-capping machines and the way the bottle has evolved and imitator’s bottles and art and calendars and early ‘canned Cokes’ (which looked suspiciously like old-style Quaker State oil cans).  Now all that’s terribly interesting if you like that kind of thing and are willing to walk around, slowly, and read and look and examine and read some more.  Which we were. 

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Okay, THAT was weird

Posted in Random dreams on January 2nd, 2005 by Chris

I had a dream that I was apparently dating this annoying, loud, short, overweight, light-skinned black woman…maybe half-black, half-white.  I dunno.  I don’t remember being crazy about the idea, but yet I was dating her.  ANYWAY…I remember she was yelling at me, or putting me down, or something like that, in a semi-public place, and that this went on for some time…and then when this little tirade was over, she said, as if nothing had happened, “So pick me up at 7 for dinner.”

Since I now actually had a chance to speak, I said, “First of all, you don’t ever talk to me like that…and second of all, if I want to eat dinner with you, I’ll let you know.”

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