So I got here, right?  All ready to cruise around Phusebox and see what's going on in everyone's life.  Yeah, it's gonna be fine.

Then a completely different site loaded and I about fell out of my chair.
In the good way, though.
Rock on, Nathan, it is awesomeness.  Better than dropping acid.  Not that I've ever dropped acid, but from what I hear it gets pretty interesting.

Hah, so Vegan and I went up to the Frist Centre to be all artsy and cultured.  I'm absolutely sick of landscapes with pink skies.  The French impressionists were pretty spiffy, though.  There was also what we referred to as "Fascist Big Brother Surveillance Art" involving weird jelly fish-like-lamps with cameras in them.  Those were everywhere.  Even near the French impressionists.  Gahh.  We got there well enough (no MapQuest to send us into a scrapyard -- hah!).  Then there was the getting out, and the looking for Ru-San's Sushi (on the opposite side of Nashville), and the circling Nashville five times, and encountering the Tarantula Tequila billboard TWICE IN FIVE MINUTES (I have a notorious fear of spiders) right in front of the light that WOULDN'T BLOODY TURN.  Finally we yelled out the window that we were giving up and going to Murfreesboro.  So we did, and got sushi there, with bigger green tea glasses.  Hah.  And I survived my second independent drive to Nashville.  It was significantly better than the first [no sobbing-on-the-top-level-of-a-parking-garage-convinced-I'm-going-to-die for me!!  :)]

I think my colour scheme on this post is worthy of at least one seizure.  :]