You're the only Ten I See

Hey, hey, hey!

So what's happenin' cap'n?

I just got back from Nashville as some of you might now. (I love how I write like I've got an audience when I really don't) It was a pretty bomb diggity trip. And that just made me feel like a middle schooler again.

It was a quick trip but it was jam packed with fun things. On Friday B and I went to the Country Music Hall of Fame and Museum, on a duck tour of Nashville and to the Hermitage which is the house and tomb of Andrew Jackson.

The HOF and Museum was one of those things were if we hadn't done the pass thing where we got cheap tickets I wouldn't have spent $20 to see it. The man at the Music City Tours place said it'd take us three hours to get through it. It took us almost one. We aren't really country music buffs. We looked at everything or almost everything. We just didn't sit there and read everything. I stopped and read the stuff that peaked my interest if it had to do with Dolly or Wynonna or Garth or Johnny or anyone else I knew but other then that, why do I want to look at someone's guitar who I never heard of?

The Duck tour was pretty interesting at times. We learned some fun facts, got to see first hand how bad the flooding was in May when it went out on the Cumberland.

The Hermitage was also pretty interesting. We got those sweet audio devices and they had two series you could listen to the adult or the kids. Naturally we listened to the kid series.. It had just the right amount of information and it was given in a fun way. I listened to one adult one and it was a snooze fest. Also the 20 minute video in the museum part was narrated by Martin Sheen. A fake president narrating the life of a real president. Score!

Then of course there was the baseball! We went to the Sounds' games on Friday and Saturday, sat behind the dugout on both nights and got our stalk on. We also got to do an on-field promotion! We did the bungee battle! I don't have any pictures of it but I did find video of other people doing it from the Sounds' facebook page.

We also did go out on Broadway one night. Kind of a sketchy street. Well, 2nd Avenue anyway.

It was a good trip except for the part where the cat acquired a taste for my blood. That thing drew some every single day we were there! He even scratched my face the butthead.

Here's just a taste of the trip for ya:

Did I mention that it was hot down there?

Hooooly cats was it warm! I know it was warm here too at the same time but I can't recall the last time it was over 100 for more then a day. On Friday night it was still 100 degrees at first pitch which was at 6:30. Woooweee!