Yesterday after a library conference (at which I was the only male attendee) I bolted over to Macon, GA, to hear one of my favorite musicians play. I was able to give her my librarian compliment (telling her I appreciated how casually she worked in references to Hemingway and Sylvia Plath into her songs)*, and then enjoyed a great acoustic concert. She’s run into Sierra Ferrell, something I wondered about, and confirmed that she’s wicked fun to hang out with. I hate screaming and never scream myself, but screaming was done and heard and I may have contributed. This morning, while breakfasting with two cool ladies who also did the meet-and-greet, I learned that the filming location for Fried Green Tomatoes was just north of the city. I had plans for the day and they disappeared like Frank Bennett. I have a dog named Idgie, for pete’s sake, of course I was going. (I’ve also visited the actual cafe that inspired the book.)
“Idgie was a character, all right, but how anyone could have thought she murdered that man was beyond me…”
….actually, it’s a place where the Ocmulgees used to do funerals.
Hemingway: “I’m drunk on Hemingway dreams” – Make You Fall in Love With Me | “Like Hemingway and Hadley, it’s not the end of our story” — Met You.
Sylvia Plath: “Gettin’ drunk at a bar downtown, quotin’ Sylvia Plath”, “Phantom Feelings”.
Reading Freely 
Sounds like hectic FUN! Excellent….! [grin]
Oh , definitely. The hiking around the mounds and the plantation wore me out, though. I was seriously tempted to stay another night in Macon so I could do the drive back fresh.