weekend milked
The weekend is winding down fast but it has been a good one - lazy and entertaining for the most part.
Last night, the boy and I went to an air guitar competition with a friend. Sadly, there were only three "guitarists" but still the crowd was stoked. Here is a photo of competitor #3:

The competition was to promote a film called "Air Guitar Nation"(awesome film which I would highly recommend). I was disappointed by the turnout but I think it was the usual Nashville situation. People just never turn out for things here (and if they do, a lot of the time, they talk through the acts loudly).
Across the street, several hundred screaming people drank beer in plastic cups and danced in a parking lot to an 80's cover band. As we left, two girls drinking beer and wearing sombreros kissed each other so that some guys could take photos of them.
(Girls Gone Cinco De Mayo)
Today, we ran errands and went for a leisurely walk around Spring Hill Cemetery in Madison. Here are some photos from the day:
These are from the grocery store (yep, I take photos everywhere):

Sadistic photo, no?

Truck load of meat! And it's on sale!

(parking space for expectant mothers)(or storks who shop)

I think I've met this guy (or could it just be the Willie Nelson resemblance?)
Here are some cemetery photos:
Jimmy Martin:

Hank Snow:

Big Slim Benham:

Photo from mausoleum:

Photo left on mausoleum wall:

Photo on grave:

Coloring book pages taped to mausoleum:

Flowers left in pill bottle on mausoleum:

Pretty grave statue:

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16 Comments:
All that, so close to our back door...
...and all the while, I'm in the front yard waiting for Ed McMahon.
He's not coming...trust me. You should have come to the air guitar competition. There were fake mullet wigs and PBR. I know both are your favorites.
ah, i want a boy who actually LIKES graveyards and air guitar shows. or maybe i'll just come up there and steal you back! i miss my foxy tombstone girl.
The pill bottle in the flowers is such a nice touch. Was that at Elvis's grave?
where oh where is my lovely earthakitsch?
Jim: Ha! No...just an ordinary dead person!
Psycho (Therapist that is): I'm still alive and even kicking. The boy would probably easily let you steal me away. I am a real pill lately!
The flowers in the pill bottle ... that's amazing. What was the prescription, do you know? I love it, and will have to remember it for "craft day" when I'm at the old folks home.
You've got a good eye, kid.
Thanks, Bill. Good to hear from you!
Wow! I am loving your blog, too. When I saw your comment I thought it was a weird coincidence that you found me because I was just looking at your stuff on Flickr a couple of days ago. Weird coincidence, that is, unless there are Flickr trackback powers I am unaware of, which is highly probable, since I haven't really explored the site too much yet. Anyway, I love the blog and your awesome photos and your cute-as-hell house. I think we need to go honky tonkin' together, Miss Eartha!
Sweetheartville: I promise that I have no Flickr superpowers. I can hardly even get my business done on there! :)
Thanks so much for your sweet comments. We should indeed go honky tonkin'! Paint the town red, as they say!
why haven't i added you too my typelist?
What great pictures you take. Do you take your camera everywhere?
I wish I could have been at the air guitar contest. I'm jealous.
Mama Brook: Thanks! I sure do take that camera everywhere. The poor thing is barely hanging on! :)
That redneck vampire tabloid story reminds me of Bill Paxton's character in the 1987 movie "Near Dark"; I recommend it if you haven't seen it already, EK.
Will: I don't believe I have - thanks for the recommendation. I'll check it out!
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