I Feel Really Stupid About...

I watched the footage yesterday, what I have thus far. Hopefully today, I'll start cutting a short video to upload to YouTube to show on the IndieGoGo website. I hope people like it, and people pledge.

Watched Shotgun Stories last night. Whoa. Intense. Straight out of an Erskine Caldwell novel, two sets of half brothers living in Arkansas duke it out after their father dies. Things get ugly. Really ugly.

Want to know something really embarassing? Through some casual surfing my ITouch last night, I discovered that Craig Zobel was one of the creators of Homestar Runner. How did I not know that? The creator of The Great World of Sound (go rent!) was also the creator of Strong Bad. I never put two and two together. Here's me and Craig at this year's SXSW:

I'm off to the Workforce Office. Tomorrow I plan on going to Ithaca...looking for work again. You know, I wouldn't mind going back to work, but it would be nice to take a job somewhere else, or do something completely different.

500 Miles

During my ride, I wrote a long post explaining the things I did Tuesday and Wednesday, but I will type that up either tomorrow, or after I get home.

Dad and I had breakfast at Denny's off of I-35 in Austin. That Denny's looks a lot like a Johnny Rockets, and I had a Moons Over My Hammy for Breakfast. Then we set off. We stopped at Czech-themed bakery in Hillsboro, and Willie's Place in Carl's Corner. We exited Texas sometime around 4pm, and drove into Arkansas, and ate at the Waffle House for dinner. Right now, we are at a Super 8 in Forrest City, Arkansas, and we'll be leaving in the morning.

Oh yeah, and it's dropped 30 degrees since we left Austin.

In Austin, at Last.

I got into Austin about an hour ago. The hotel room I'm in is a little cramped for two people, but I think in the time that I reserved it (hotel rooms in Austin fill up quickly) it's a steal. It's also clean, and that's all I ask for, really.

After we left our room in Cave City, we drove an hour and a half to Nashville, where I checked out Music Row (where all the Record Companies are), a statue of Owen Bradley, and took a picture of Noshville, a legendary deli in Nashville. Then we stopped for lunch at a Denny's in Jackson, where we were served by an obnoxious waitress. Despite some setbacks, we eventually made it to Memphis, and toured Beale Street. The doorman at a restaurant gave a tour of his place, which is chock full of Elvis' high school memorabilia. Hopefully, we'll stop there on our way back--I hope to see the Stax Museum, The Lorraine Hotel (where Martin Luther King got shot), and Sun Studios. We drove through Arkansas and spent the night at a Super 8 in Mount Pleasant, Texas, which is by and far the worst Super 8 I've stayed in.

Today was spent driving through Texas. We drove through Dallas and Waco, and on the way, we stopped at Willie's Place in Carl's Corner. Willie's Place, for those of you not in the know, is a convenience store and greasy spoon owned by Willie Nelson. It is also the only place in the country that I know of that sells only Bio Diesel fuel. Anyway, the place sold a ton of Willie Nelson memorabilia, and also had some of Willie's Gold Records on display. There's also a performing venue, but nothing was going on at the moment. When I called my mom and told her about my visit, she asked,

"Did it stink of reefer?"
"No," I said.

Willie's Greasy Spoon (I forget the actual name of the place) served their dishes in huge portions. My mother added, "Yes. Probably because after you smoke pot, you want to eat a lot."

Get your mind out of the gutter, Mother.

I'm going to kick back and browse through my e-mails, then take my father to Guero's Taco Place.