PAX ATL

I am sitting in my living room, feet up on the ottoman, watching winter storm PAX arrive outside my windows. I left work early as ice and snow were already accumulating at my more northern located home. And so now, we wait.

The north does this all the time. Storms come in, and life pauses until you can get out and about your business. However the south doesn't. We've all got our French Toast ingredients stored safely away and are waiting to see what happens when night falls.

Because that's when it's coming, the ice. "UP TO AN INCH OF ICE". "ICE STORM OF CATASTROPHIC PROPORTIONS" are the kinds of things that they are saying. I've realized too late that we don't have enough wood dry in the house, but hey I DO have wood in the forest and I can bring it in and and let it dry if I need to. Not a perfect solution but, it's not a perfect situation.

We have food. We have shelter.

No one has to leave this house for the next few days if necessary.

I feel annoyed, I have to admit it. I want this storm to get done and let's move on.

But it's coming at it's on it's own terms. I have this feeling none of us are going to like them much.
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PAX ATL

I am sitting in my living room, feet up on the ottoman, watching winter storm PAX arrive outside my windows. I left work early as ice and snow were already accumulating at my more northern located home. And so now, we wait.

The north does this all the time. Storms come in, and life pauses until you can get out and about your business. However the south doesn't. We've all got our French Toast ingredients stored safely away and are waiting to see what happens when night falls.

Because that's when it's coming, the ice. "UP TO AN INCH OF ICE". "ICE STORM OF CATASTROPHIC PROPORTIONS" are the kinds of things that they are saying. I've realized too late that we don't have enough wood dry in the house, but hey I DO have wood in the forest and I can bring it in and and let it dry if I need to. Not a perfect solution but, it's not a perfect situation.

We have food. We have shelter.

No one has to leave this house for the next few days if necessary.

I feel annoyed, I have to admit it. I want this storm to get done and let's move on.

But it's coming at it's on it's own terms. I have this feeling none of us are going to like them much.
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The Blink Of An Eye

It was a pretty crappy commute home today.

The traffic going northbound was completely frelled, basically not moving a bit except the left lanes of our great big northern pipe out of Atlanta. Luckily, my commute is all ABOUT the left lanes so I slid over there and puttered home at about 10 miles an hour.

I ended up behind an asphalt truck. It had this long strand of asphalt hanging down off the back of a closed pipe on the tank. It was about a foot below the pipe, dangling and swaying in the wind.

I sat and watched it through Adam Lambert, switched channels and listened to Korn. Switched Channels and listened to Ceelo Green and then flipped around until I hit some traffic news.

The strand got longer and longer, eventually it was dragging, bouncing and twirling along the interstate.

I watched it for about an hour, and as I got close to where the highway splits I could see several helicopters hovering, and then back away as one flew upward and away. Lifeline.

"Well," I thought. "That can't be good."

I flipped channels and watched the long strand of asphalt dance. I kind of wondered how long it would be before it broke off. I decided I'd watch it until it popped off. That would keep me entertained on my commute.

I got an eyelash in my eye, and looked to the side as my finger extracted it and I gently cruised forward at about 2MPH.

When I looked forward again, a split second later, the asphalt had broken and the strand was gone.

At about that same moment, the semi next to me pulled forward and I got a perfect view of why the interstate heading north was closed. There sat a semi, surrounded by police of various ilk. There was a motorcycle about 20 yards away, there was still a turn signal blinking. No one had turned it off. It had intended to go left. There were clothes scattered, some under the truck tires.

The news confirmed what I knew as I sat there stopped in a perfect place to take in the scene. Someone isn't coming home. In the blink of an eye, a life ended, lives changed and everything is different for some people I don't know.

In the blink of an eye. You can miss everything.

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The Blink Of An Eye

It was a pretty crappy commute home today.

The traffic going northbound was completely frelled, basically not moving a bit except the left lanes of our great big northern pipe out of Atlanta. Luckily, my commute is all ABOUT the left lanes so I slid over there and puttered home at about 10 miles an hour.

I ended up behind an asphalt truck. It had this long strand of asphalt hanging down off the back of a closed pipe on the tank. It was about a foot below the pipe, dangling and swaying in the wind.

I sat and watched it through Adam Lambert, switched channels and listened to Korn. Switched Channels and listened to Ceelo Green and then flipped around until I hit some traffic news.

The strand got longer and longer, eventually it was dragging, bouncing and twirling along the interstate.

I watched it for about an hour, and as I got close to where the highway splits I could see several helicopters hovering, and then back away as one flew upward and away. Lifeline.

"Well," I thought. "That can't be good."

I flipped channels and watched the long strand of asphalt dance. I kind of wondered how long it would be before it broke off. I decided I'd watch it until it popped off. That would keep me entertained on my commute.

I got an eyelash in my eye, and looked to the side as my finger extracted it and I gently cruised forward at about 2MPH.

When I looked forward again, a split second later, the asphalt had broken and the strand was gone.

At about that same moment, the semi next to me pulled forward and I got a perfect view of why the interstate heading north was closed. There sat a semi, surrounded by police of various ilk. There was a motorcycle about 20 yards away, there was still a turn signal blinking. No one had turned it off. It had intended to go left. There were clothes scattered, some under the truck tires.

The news confirmed what I knew as I sat there stopped in a perfect place to take in the scene. Someone isn't coming home. In the blink of an eye, a life ended, lives changed and everything is different for some people I don't know.

In the blink of an eye. You can miss everything.

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Understanding the Interstates In Atlanta

I decided to provide some help for all of those who are travelling through the Atlanta metro on a non-regular basis. You natives already know all these rules, but I see so many of you passing through the Purgatorial Tunnel in route to and from Florida that I thought I'd offer some help.

First of all, we have big interestates. Big. We like'em big. The reason for this is that there are a lot of us. Here is an example, I live in a surburb that has, officially, 11,000 residents. On the little two lane road in front of my son's school - THIRTEEN THOUSAND CARS PASS BY every day.

So, we need a lot of roadway.

The most important thing you can do when travelling in Atlanta is know what the lane you are in MEANS.

We'll start from the far right - assuming it's an 16 lane high way - 8 lanes on each side. (There is flexibility on this throughout the city, but you can just remove center lanes and the rules on either side still apply!)

• Far Right Lane - THIS LANE IS A TRAP! It will turn into an exit lane without notice. Ok that's not true. There will be a lot of signs telling you that this is going to happen. But you aren't going to SEE these signs because you are WAY busy freaking out that you are IN ATLANTA OMG YOU ARE IN ATLANTA DON'T LET US DIEEEEEE! Get out of the far right lane unless you intend to exit iminently.
• Next to the Far Right Lane - This is a good lane for you out of out of towners. It's a bit slow and does have a lot of back and forth traffic of those who DO know what exit they way. On second thought, move left one lane.
• Third from the Far Right - This is probably a better lane. You have got to roll with the crowd though, and that'll mean 10+ mph over the speed limit. However, you can get into this lane pretty safely and just drive.
• Fourth from the Far Right - A lane also for people going about 10 MPH over the speed limit or so. Again, roll with the traffic's speed and you'll survive. Just keep swimming swimming swimming. You'll start to get some people lane jumping in the lane. People looking for that magic window of space that will allow them to jump miles and miles with the touch of their accelerator. Be aware of them. This lane is NOT full on a-hole but you are edging up to it.
• Fourth from the Far Left- You are edging into a-hole-ville now big time. You're driving faster and you have aggressive passing all around you. People will go left and right and back again without a thought. Use your mirrors and THE FORCE. Both of these things will serve you well.
• Third from the Far Left - This lane is driving fast and very very aggressive. Why are you in it? GET OUT. You don't belong here. This is where the natives drive. We don't want you in this lane anyway. You're scared, you're driving too slow and you are too scared to read the traffic warning signs anyway. Move over two lanes NOW.
• Second from the Far Left - THIS IS FULL ON MAD MAX. No one will care if they hit you. Motocyclists will not care if they hit you. Immediately exit this lane.
• Far Left Lane is either MAD MAX ON CRACK - and really, do I need to explain that? Or H0V lane. I don't know what H0V stands for, but I know that it's the carpool lane. What that means is that you need two people, and then everyone just drives as fast as hell. We pretend that there aren't speed limits but there are. Also, if you don't drive really fast, we'll drive up on your bumper and GLARE AT YOU and consider what you would taste like deep fried until you move.

So there you have it.

Stay in the center. Go with the traffic. And for god's sake. Quit looking at the map while you drive. You look like a dork.

Understanding the Interstates In Atlanta

I decided to provide some help for all of those who are travelling through the Atlanta metro on a non-regular basis. You natives already know all these rules, but I see so many of you passing through the Purgatorial Tunnel in route to and from Florida that I thought I'd offer some help.

First of all, we have big interestates. Big. We like'em big. The reason for this is that there are a lot of us. Here is an example, I live in a surburb that has, officially, 11,000 residents. On the little two lane road in front of my son's school - THIRTEEN THOUSAND CARS PASS BY every day.

So, we need a lot of roadway.

The most important thing you can do when travelling in Atlanta is know what the lane you are in MEANS.

We'll start from the far right - assuming it's an 16 lane high way - 8 lanes on each side. (There is flexibility on this throughout the city, but you can just remove center lanes and the rules on either side still apply!)

• Far Right Lane - THIS LANE IS A TRAP! It will turn into an exit lane without notice. Ok that's not true. There will be a lot of signs telling you that this is going to happen. But you aren't going to SEE these signs because you are WAY busy freaking out that you are IN ATLANTA OMG YOU ARE IN ATLANTA DON'T LET US DIEEEEEE! Get out of the far right lane unless you intend to exit iminently.
• Next to the Far Right Lane - This is a good lane for you out of out of towners. It's a bit slow and does have a lot of back and forth traffic of those who DO know what exit they way. On second thought, move left one lane.
• Third from the Far Right - This is probably a better lane. You have got to roll with the crowd though, and that'll mean 10+ mph over the speed limit. However, you can get into this lane pretty safely and just drive.
• Fourth from the Far Right - A lane also for people going about 10 MPH over the speed limit or so. Again, roll with the traffic's speed and you'll survive. Just keep swimming swimming swimming. You'll start to get some people lane jumping in the lane. People looking for that magic window of space that will allow them to jump miles and miles with the touch of their accelerator. Be aware of them. This lane is NOT full on a-hole but you are edging up to it.
• Fourth from the Far Left- You are edging into a-hole-ville now big time. You're driving faster and you have aggressive passing all around you. People will go left and right and back again without a thought. Use your mirrors and THE FORCE. Both of these things will serve you well.
• Third from the Far Left - This lane is driving fast and very very aggressive. Why are you in it? GET OUT. You don't belong here. This is where the natives drive. We don't want you in this lane anyway. You're scared, you're driving too slow and you are too scared to read the traffic warning signs anyway. Move over two lanes NOW.
• Second from the Far Left - THIS IS FULL ON MAD MAX. No one will care if they hit you. Motocyclists will not care if they hit you. Immediately exit this lane.
• Far Left Lane is either MAD MAX ON CRACK - and really, do I need to explain that? Or H0V lane. I don't know what H0V stands for, but I know that it's the carpool lane. What that means is that you need two people, and then everyone just drives as fast as hell. We pretend that there aren't speed limits but there are. Also, if you don't drive really fast, we'll drive up on your bumper and GLARE AT YOU and consider what you would taste like deep fried until you move.

So there you have it.

Stay in the center. Go with the traffic. And for god's sake. Quit looking at the map while you drive. You look like a dork.

A Short PSA About Seatbelts

On the mornings that I'm being a lazy slag and blogging or whatnot before I go off to work, I have the option of NOT putting the oldest boy on the bus. I can actually slag off for almost an HOUR and then drive him to school with the rest of the soccer moms.

I elect to do this way more than I should.

But for the past three years, I've noticed something that really really really bothers me every morning.

My kid is in the backseat, in his booster seat, with a seatbelt on.

Your kid?

Why is your kid sitting in the front seat NOT wearing a seatbelt jumping all over the seat?

It's not just Mom's either. I see Dads, Grandma's etc......I'd say more than 50% of the car-rider line has kids not in ANY type of restraint. Plus they are in the front seat.

It'd be different if the kids had started out in the right place but once they got into line popped into the front for goodbyes and kisses as we all pull up at 1 mph through the line.

No, I'm FOLLOWING YOU DOWN THE ROAD......seeing your not buckled in kids bouncing all over your car.

Now, I know for a FACT that your Yuppie self would strap these kids in any other time of day. I've seen you go to the grocery and the mall and out for a Saturday drive. YOU STRAP YOUR KIDS IN.

Why on EARTH do you think that going to school is some magical safe zone and it's ok not to strap them in safely where they go? DO YOU EVEN LISTEN to the Atlanta radio traffic reports every morning? Because every OTHER thing is "crash here, crash there...."

Love them enough to buckle them up. Be inconvenienced. Let them be inconvenienced.

I have to ask "I'm sorry WHAT did you say about the Dalek vs. Destroyer Droid force fields?" to the little voice in the back seat when he doesn't speak loudly enough. I could let him sit up front and not have to repeat what is surely one of the more tedious conversations of my day.

But I don't.

Because I love him. Love yours. Buckle them up.

A Short PSA About Seatbelts

On the mornings that I'm being a lazy slag and blogging or whatnot before I go off to work, I have the option of NOT putting the oldest boy on the bus. I can actually slag off for almost an HOUR and then drive him to school with the rest of the soccer moms.

I elect to do this way more than I should.

But for the past three years, I've noticed something that really really really bothers me every morning.

My kid is in the backseat, in his booster seat, with a seatbelt on.

Your kid?

Why is your kid sitting in the front seat NOT wearing a seatbelt jumping all over the seat?

It's not just Mom's either. I see Dads, Grandma's etc......I'd say more than 50% of the car-rider line has kids not in ANY type of restraint. Plus they are in the front seat.

It'd be different if the kids had started out in the right place but once they got into line popped into the front for goodbyes and kisses as we all pull up at 1 mph through the line.

No, I'm FOLLOWING YOU DOWN THE ROAD......seeing your not buckled in kids bouncing all over your car.

Now, I know for a FACT that your Yuppie self would strap these kids in any other time of day. I've seen you go to the grocery and the mall and out for a Saturday drive. YOU STRAP YOUR KIDS IN.

Why on EARTH do you think that going to school is some magical safe zone and it's ok not to strap them in safely where they go? DO YOU EVEN LISTEN to the Atlanta radio traffic reports every morning? Because every OTHER thing is "crash here, crash there...."

Love them enough to buckle them up. Be inconvenienced. Let them be inconvenienced.

I have to ask "I'm sorry WHAT did you say about the Dalek vs. Destroyer Droid force fields?" to the little voice in the back seat when he doesn't speak loudly enough. I could let him sit up front and not have to repeat what is surely one of the more tedious conversations of my day.

But I don't.

Because I love him. Love yours. Buckle them up.

Alright Then What Have I Been Doing?

I don't really know. I'd say I've been a little depressed but not really. Ok maybe a little. Life just overtakes you sometimes and....I think that rather than sit down and consider my own reality I've been just off doing other things.



Because in this space I think about things, real things. And sometimes there are just too many of them.



Like the fact that I have a six year old who compulsively puts his shoes on and takes them off constantly. Or that I got up at 3am to have to get into bed between the twins bcse they were screaming - at each other,at the world,who knows? Or that my phone rang at 8am and it was work and the network was down and I had to get up and deal with that....when I just wanted to sleep. Or the fact that I have literally six weeks worth of laundry to put away. And it's no one's fault but my own - I simply have not done it. For.......months. And Months. And months.

It's my only chore around the house so don't say why doesn't the husband do it. He does exactly EVERY OTHER TASK around the house including picking up after the litter trail I leave.

Life is what happens while you are making other plans.




So what have you missed? Well there was a wonderful walk in the botanical gardens in Athens.

I love the forests around us. I missed this sort of vegetation when I lived in Florida. Of course now I miss the beach and the palm trees.

My princess continues to thrive and grow and make my heart nearly explode every time I see her.

And, we made a cheesecake. The fancy kind you bake.

It turned out like this.

Caramel Butter Rum Cheesecake. For the Win.

Alright Then What Have I Been Doing?

I don't really know. I'd say I've been a little depressed but not really. Ok maybe a little. Life just overtakes you sometimes and....I think that rather than sit down and consider my own reality I've been just off doing other things.



Because in this space I think about things, real things. And sometimes there are just too many of them.



Like the fact that I have a six year old who compulsively puts his shoes on and takes them off constantly. Or that I got up at 3am to have to get into bed between the twins bcse they were screaming - at each other,at the world,who knows? Or that my phone rang at 8am and it was work and the network was down and I had to get up and deal with that....when I just wanted to sleep. Or the fact that I have literally six weeks worth of laundry to put away. And it's no one's fault but my own - I simply have not done it. For.......months. And Months. And months.

It's my only chore around the house so don't say why doesn't the husband do it. He does exactly EVERY OTHER TASK around the house including picking up after the litter trail I leave.

Life is what happens while you are making other plans.




So what have you missed? Well there was a wonderful walk in the botanical gardens in Athens.

I love the forests around us. I missed this sort of vegetation when I lived in Florida. Of course now I miss the beach and the palm trees.

My princess continues to thrive and grow and make my heart nearly explode every time I see her.

And, we made a cheesecake. The fancy kind you bake.

It turned out like this.

Caramel Butter Rum Cheesecake. For the Win.

Welcome To Atlanta Part 4 - REAL SNOW

It's happened. Atlanta got hit with 2-4 inches of snow (depending on where you are) and man......IS IT GREAT!

My kids have never seen REAL snow. Ever. They've seen the light dusting we've had 2-3 times in Atlanta but with all the years in Florida, I'm afraid they have not ever seen what INCHES of snow look like.

I think that they liked it.

If you need me this weekend, I'll be hibernating.......

Welcome To Atlanta Part 4 - REAL SNOW

It's happened. Atlanta got hit with 2-4 inches of snow (depending on where you are) and man......IS IT GREAT!

My kids have never seen REAL snow. Ever. They've seen the light dusting we've had 2-3 times in Atlanta but with all the years in Florida, I'm afraid they have not ever seen what INCHES of snow look like.

I think that they liked it.

If you need me this weekend, I'll be hibernating.......

Where On Earth Is The Sun, Anyway?

So I don't wanna say that we had a lot of rain, here in the ATL ......but that is Monday afternoon rush hour.

They say we got as much as 20 inches from Friday to Monday - with 12 inches falling over Sunday night. It was fairly spectacular, in a "Oh hell what now" sort of way. Most people I know were ok but their routes home were drastically affected, as roadways washed away and others were closed due to bridges being unsafe etc.

I'm fortunate to live on high ground, and while we did have to drain an insane amount of water from the pool (even then it overflowed Sunday night) and we had a bit of a raging river down our street for a while........we're ok.

The earth is soggy, and more rain is coming which is bad. We aren't supposed to see sunshine until Monday, which is also bad. But we're ok at my house.

So we'll wait, and see what mother nature brings us next. I'm not excited, based on the grey skies I see.

Where On Earth Is The Sun, Anyway?

So I don't wanna say that we had a lot of rain, here in the ATL ......but that is Monday afternoon rush hour.

They say we got as much as 20 inches from Friday to Monday - with 12 inches falling over Sunday night. It was fairly spectacular, in a "Oh hell what now" sort of way. Most people I know were ok but their routes home were drastically affected, as roadways washed away and others were closed due to bridges being unsafe etc.

I'm fortunate to live on high ground, and while we did have to drain an insane amount of water from the pool (even then it overflowed Sunday night) and we had a bit of a raging river down our street for a while........we're ok.

The earth is soggy, and more rain is coming which is bad. We aren't supposed to see sunshine until Monday, which is also bad. But we're ok at my house.

So we'll wait, and see what mother nature brings us next. I'm not excited, based on the grey skies I see.

Freakishly Wet In Atlanta

So it's freakishly wet here. I went out into the backyard and it's soggy, literally - like walking on a soggy muddy sponge. I truly don't understand why it's rained for two weeks and is going to rain for another week - HOW can this be happening? I mean, I don't live in the subtropics with a nice big ocean for this to drain in to.
This rain has no where to go.

There is going to be another 3-6 inches overnight.

I remember when we first moved to Florida, I'd freak out when they'd say we had 6 inches of rain. They I'd realize it all ran off into the ocean, no big whup. But here?

We're flooding.

I personally am not. I live on one of (the seller of the house said the highest but I believe that to be untrue) the highest points in my county. I feel bad for at the end of my street - however. It dips sharply down - and there is A CREEK down there which I imagine to be over it's banks and then some by now.

So much rain has been great for the pumpkins, and the roses. But I wonder at what point is it troublesome for us all?

Freakishly Wet In Atlanta

So it's freakishly wet here. I went out into the backyard and it's soggy, literally - like walking on a soggy muddy sponge. I truly don't understand why it's rained for two weeks and is going to rain for another week - HOW can this be happening? I mean, I don't live in the subtropics with a nice big ocean for this to drain in to.
This rain has no where to go.

There is going to be another 3-6 inches overnight.

I remember when we first moved to Florida, I'd freak out when they'd say we had 6 inches of rain. They I'd realize it all ran off into the ocean, no big whup. But here?

We're flooding.

I personally am not. I live on one of (the seller of the house said the highest but I believe that to be untrue) the highest points in my county. I feel bad for at the end of my street - however. It dips sharply down - and there is A CREEK down there which I imagine to be over it's banks and then some by now.

So much rain has been great for the pumpkins, and the roses. But I wonder at what point is it troublesome for us all?

Welcome To Atlanta Part Two

You know the the story - Atlanta traffic is appalling. Every day your commute is attrocious and that's just how it is and what we live with - right? The old joke - that even on your way to hell, you have to go through Atlanta - well that's par for the course.

It's the only place that I've ever lived that the traffic report is 100% a must when driving to and from work. You HAVE to listen because the information is VITAL to get yourself from point A to point B in less than a billion hours time.

If I listen to CDs to or from work, I always end up rolling up into a 8 lane parking lot with no exit in sight.

But you get a bit numb to it, every day rolling in to work. So imagine my surprise when the DJ this morning doesn't pass it to the traffic guy but instead decides to do traffic himself.

"Our traffic advise this morning - IS GET OFF THE INTERSTATES!

575? 675? 75? GET OFF OF THEM! Now ! You know alternate routes! There are other ways to get to work! Are you on 78? WHY? Why are you on 78? And OH MY GOD YOU PEOPLE ON 20!!! WHY WHY WHY? Why are you STILL on the interstate?!?! GET OFF THE INTERSTATE NOW! Folks heading down 85 southbound or coming up 85 northbound - TAKE AN EXIT NOW!

Come on, you know some side streets! Let's take them! do it! Get off the interstate or I swear to GOD you are going to regret it!"

I dunno. I didn't think it was all that bad.

This may be a sign that I've gone native...........

Welcome To Atlanta Part Two

You know the the story - Atlanta traffic is appalling. Every day your commute is attrocious and that's just how it is and what we live with - right? The old joke - that even on your way to hell, you have to go through Atlanta - well that's par for the course.

It's the only place that I've ever lived that the traffic report is 100% a must when driving to and from work. You HAVE to listen because the information is VITAL to get yourself from point A to point B in less than a billion hours time.

If I listen to CDs to or from work, I always end up rolling up into a 8 lane parking lot with no exit in sight.

But you get a bit numb to it, every day rolling in to work. So imagine my surprise when the DJ this morning doesn't pass it to the traffic guy but instead decides to do traffic himself.

"Our traffic advise this morning - IS GET OFF THE INTERSTATES!

575? 675? 75? GET OFF OF THEM! Now ! You know alternate routes! There are other ways to get to work! Are you on 78? WHY? Why are you on 78? And OH MY GOD YOU PEOPLE ON 20!!! WHY WHY WHY? Why are you STILL on the interstate?!?! GET OFF THE INTERSTATE NOW! Folks heading down 85 southbound or coming up 85 northbound - TAKE AN EXIT NOW!

Come on, you know some side streets! Let's take them! do it! Get off the interstate or I swear to GOD you are going to regret it!"

I dunno. I didn't think it was all that bad.

This may be a sign that I've gone native...........

Welcome To Atlanta - PART 1

I've been thinking about sharing some of the local nuttiness that I find so endearing around here but I'm a slacker.
Ok they are not all endearing but they're all local and that is what slays me.

Take our local "Alt Rock" which is now just MODERN ROCK station..........

You know the station. It's the one that used to play Nirvana and Soundgarden when no one else would. So anyway, I've lived in a LOT of major metro areas and I've visited a lot. Cumulus or some of other radio conglomerate usually owns some cookie cutter station that plays HARD ROCK blah blah blah and you can count on the play list.

You can count on the DJs and the style and the stuff they advertise (headshops,strip clubs,fast food,job fairs) and the fact that INCUBUS is coming to town and only THEY HAVE BACKSTAGE PASSES. They have a music festival and they have DJs remote in clubs that are dark and gothic even though no goth bands play there anymore.

You know the station. Every major metro area has one.

Ours however is a little different. Just a smidge.

Example? Well let me give you one.....
Today a caller gives them a ring and reminds them that it's been DAYS since they played the ULTIMATE DRIVING SONG.
There is witty banter. There is wry repartee.
There is more chatter and DJ witticism and then.........the DJ agrees to unleash the ultimate driving song on usfor our evening commute............and it is.....?

Welcome To Atlanta - PART 1

I've been thinking about sharing some of the local nuttiness that I find so endearing around here but I'm a slacker.
Ok they are not all endearing but they're all local and that is what slays me.

Take our local "Alt Rock" which is now just MODERN ROCK station..........

You know the station. It's the one that used to play Nirvana and Soundgarden when no one else would. So anyway, I've lived in a LOT of major metro areas and I've visited a lot. Cumulus or some of other radio conglomerate usually owns some cookie cutter station that plays HARD ROCK blah blah blah and you can count on the play list.

You can count on the DJs and the style and the stuff they advertise (headshops,strip clubs,fast food,job fairs) and the fact that INCUBUS is coming to town and only THEY HAVE BACKSTAGE PASSES. They have a music festival and they have DJs remote in clubs that are dark and gothic even though no goth bands play there anymore.

You know the station. Every major metro area has one.

Ours however is a little different. Just a smidge.

Example? Well let me give you one.....
Today a caller gives them a ring and reminds them that it's been DAYS since they played the ULTIMATE DRIVING SONG.
There is witty banter. There is wry repartee.
There is more chatter and DJ witticism and then.........the DJ agrees to unleash the ultimate driving song on usfor our evening commute............and it is.....?