Johnny Cash Bar

Of course we couldn't just stay at the one place. So we went a little further up Beale St to this place with a Johnny Cash tribute band. The singer sounded a whole lot like JC, but he kept talking between songs and he should have just shut up. We got some good pictures here, though. And apparently I called Ginger (more than once) during the night to let her enjoy the music with us. She seemed pretty honored by the thoughtfulness.

Blues Boogie Cafe

I think it's called the Blues Boogie Cafe. It's on Beale St. and the food is decent (being a vegetarian it's hard for me to tell, but they have fair salads). And the band was good.

Beale Street

Here we are on Beale Street. Natalie's camera takes these really cool pictures without a flash. Everything looks red and exciting.

Roof of the Peabody with Natalie

Here we are on the roof of the Peabody Hotel, just before the duck march. It was cold.

Natalie's Visit

My friend Natalie lives in Texas and her dad lives in Chattanooga, TN. Memphis is conveniently in-between, so she stopped here on the drive there and on the way back. It was so much fun, hanging out with Natalie again. We were at college together in the 80s in Mobile at the University of South Alabama. I took her on what's quickly becoming the standard Jenny-Winny-Whiney tour of Memphis: Peabody ducks, Beale Street bars, Midtown nightlife and House of Mews. I never realize how much I miss Natalie till I get to see her. She's one of the most fun people I know and she laughs really loud.
Fortunately, I have to go to Dallas this spring and I can visit her then.

Jedi Jenny

FINALLY! Somebody has invented a Force Trainer for aspiring Jedi. It should be available at a toy store near you in Fall 2009 for about $100. Of course I need one and if you love me, you could get me one. I think it's called the "Jedi Force Trainer."

Whiney Tours of Memphis

I got to play tour guide today. Carrie and Betsy and Pat came to Memphis and visited me while they were here! I didn't have any kind of Memphis-sight-seeing plan set up so I had to choreograph on the fly. We ate at a Midtown Deli and went to see the ducks at the Peabody (where one of the little bastards bit me. The ducks I mean. Not the McGees. One of the ducks bit me). I wanted them to be able to visit the cats in the House of Mews, but it was closed. I feel I need to plan better Memphis tours for the future, but we had fun anyway.