Last week, I headed back to Tennessee for a few days to visit with some friends, eat some good southern cooking, and catch some truly spectacular music.  After spending a good chunk of my life in the south, there is a part of me that craves to be back where biscuits, pulled pork, and pabst blue ribbon are staples of the diet.  My best friend Trey picked me up at the airport and the fun began: lunch of pulled pork, mac & cheese, and pabst.  There is absolutely nothing that brings me back to southern cooking than this grouping of food and drink.

there is no such thing as too much goodness

Up next, a little wakeboarding, and no… we didn’t wait 30 minutes before getting in the water.  I haven’t gone wakeboarding since summer camp when I was 13, but I couldn’t resist.  With the speedboat growling, and the music pumping through the speakers,  I jumped into the water and just tried to hold on… I managed to get up on the board, attempted to look cool, and then ate the water a few times…  What an absolute blast!

I'm turning pro in 3 weeks...

maybe not...

After we got out of the water, we headed to Thompon-Boling Arena, witnessed Phish rock the joint, and after dancing my ass off for about 3 hours, headed back home.  Everyone was exhausted, but we all had a blast… Sitting with your boys you remember the good times… where it all started.  Throwing back beers, telling stories, and just enjoying each other’s company… There is nothing better… Even the cat got involved in the drinking.

Commander Zulu enjoys his PBR tallboys...

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