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I Am Legend, southern style

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If you were to tell me that I Am Legend took place in Montgomery, Alabama, I would be inclined to believe you. This is a picture of downtown Montgomery, on a beautiful Sunday afternoon, and there isn’t a single soul in sight. I am literally standing in the middle of the street, with no fear at all of any oncoming cars. Because there simply are none. I really imagined that this is what Robert Neville felt like when wandering about in Los Angeles in the story, notating any dark and shady crevices in which vampires could be hiding in.

Apparently in the god-fearing south, and then deeper in, in Montgomery, they fear him just a little bit more, to the point where they go into complete hiding altogether on Sundays outright.

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Photos: A day trip to Birmingham, Alabama

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Since I was kind of sick at the start of the baseball season, I pretty much missed the entire opening homestand for the Braves.  Which is kind unfortunate, considering the Braves won five out of the six games they played in Atlanta, but now they’re on the west coast, and will be out there for like another week, or so it will feel.  Or maybe it’s just that I really relish the novelty in visiting ballparks I haven’t been to before, over my home park, who knows really.  So the first baseball game I went to live this year would be a new one.

Despite having lived in Atlanta for the past nine years, I’d never actually stepped foot in the state of Alabama before.  I’ve never had any reason to, and I can’t say that I’d never felt compelled to visit for any other reason than baseball.  Living where I live, I’ve had my share of exposure from Alabamans, most of them less than positive.  Too much Roll Tard and absurd loyalty to college football spawning irrational idiocy.  But with Rome and Lawrenceville already off the list, it left me with few alternatives.  And with the Braves’ double-A affiliates from Mississippi playing in Birmingham, it looked like good of reason as any to make my first ever trip into Alabama.

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Why The Rock has already lost at Wrestlemania XXVIII

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I’m actually looking forward to Wrestlemania again this year.  Since it’s not in Atlanta and I won’t be attending, nor will I be having guests over for it, I’ll be going back to the traditional arrangement of flying up to Virginia to watch it with all of my close friends together, like we had done so for every year since 1999 (with a few exceptions).  The funny thing is that the match listing for the show as a whole seems kind of weak overall, but I guess it doesn’t really need to be that strong, because there are two matches in that are heavily carrying the entire show, and those happen to be the two matches that pretty much I’d assume most people actually give a shit about.  One of them happens to be the year-in-the-making John Cena versus The Rock match.

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A preview picture

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Nothing says a happy wedding like trolloping around the cemetery for pictures of the wedding party.  Wonderful times.

This is one of approximately 200 photographs I took this past weekend.  They are all RAW files, and are immensely huge.  Needless to say, the days of mowing through 150+ jpegs shot with a sub-7.2MP point-and-shoot with ThumbsPlus are pretty much a distant memory.  That being said, I’m going to need a little bit of time before I post the entire set up, and I’m thinking I might break it apart between the pre-wedding, and the wedding itself.

Tonight, I decided to be responsible and do my taxes.  Best Buy digital software downloading doesn’t make it any easier, and I hate them forever even more as a result, but at least it’s done.  However, that’s one more night where I still haven’t seen the season finale of The Walking Dead, I’m going to miss RAW, and it looks unlikely that I’m going to play any ME3 either.  But still plenty of time to get this preview picture up.  The rest will come eventually, but soon, as I do not slack that hard.  With the bride and groom off for weeks, I feel no urgency to get them up.

I always have unusual and lucid dreams at my parents’ house

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Maybe its the ambient noise from the dehumidifier in my old basement, or maybe it’s the fact that I’m in completely pitch black darkness.  Maybe its the old blankets I used to use when I lived here nine years ago, on top of the mattresses which used to be my old bed.

Apparently, much like how I’ve signed up, or planned to be participating in many more runs and obstacle courses, in this dream, I had been running in several different zombie runs.  For all I know, this girl might have been one of the actual zombies I ran past just a few weeks ago.  But for intents and purposes, I had apparently run in zombie runs in Virginia, Toronto, Miami and Boston.  Each time, I noticed that I came across this one girl who was always participating in her own right, as a zombie.

The encounters were always brief, since I always in escape mode most of the time, but with this girl, I always lingered.  Whether it was because I was playing possum, or it was a one-on-one encounter, leading me to take my time and attempt to get up in their grill before trying to get around them.  The fact of the matter was that I kept running into the same girl several times over, and she was apparently appealing to me, even all dressed up as a zombie.

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There really should be a special airline just for fat fucks

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Coming back from Las Vegas was probably the worst part of the trip.  Not only was there the downer of having to leave Las Vegas, but it turned out that the direct flight from Vegas to Atlanta happened to be full of a bunch of insufferable fat fucks whom all seemed to be from Cleveland routing through Atlanta.  And I’m not just saying such pejoratives because I’m bitter, as the above picture evidences, there really were some severely fat fucks on my flight.

There are tons of stories out there about people complaining about fat people on flights; after all, I’ve personally been bumped from a flight due to an aircraft hitting weight limit while there were still three unoccupied seats, among many others I probably have.  But this one was a new one for me, and agitating enough for me to feel inspired to write about it.

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