Thursday, November 10, 2011

Grease is the Word...

I was just driving along in my automobile and noticed this big box on the side of the road.  Once I saw that one, I began seeing them everywhere!  I think they have always been randomly placed throughout the city but I never paid any attention to them until now…

Since fried food is so deliciously prevalent here in Alabama, there are now Grease Recycling Centers.
No, not this Grease…

….although I wish it was.

Evidently, grease in the numero uno promblemo for the sewage system overflows here in Mobile.  (Betcha didn't think you would learn that today!)

FYI:  I was too scared to open this box to see the “containers”.  
Does your city have these?  Or is Paula Deen and the Colonel just taking over the South?

And remember kids, "Its Easy to be Ungreasy"!

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

I'll Bring the Marshmallows

I was driving away from a client's house when I noticed smoke rising up above her home!  I immediately called the client to tell her, and in response she calmly stated, "Thank you."  A few days later I went to her house and I couldn't help but ask about the fire.  Surely it was a huge, dangerous fire that I notified her about that day! I was relieved everything was ok, but I couldn't wait to get the details!

She replied with the statement that I have been hearing all too often:  "You're not from here, are you sweetie?"  Here we go again.....

Turns out,  the fire and smoke was coming from a burn pile.  I smiled and awkwardly laughed with her (while she was laughing AT me) and then immediately researched what the heck a burn pile was.  I contacted AlliBama's Resident Southern Expert (ARSE), David, for more information.  In summary, here is his response:

There are a few ways to look at it:
1.  If you have a whole bunch of leaves and brush from your yard because you just cut a bunch down, you can burn em.
2.  If you don't have trash service where you live, you can burn em.
3.  Bringing trash to the dump requires a truck and a hefty fee.  So if you are cheap/unable to afford it, you can burn em.

He then added, "I know people that burn everything, but my parents just burn brush and limbs.  Makes for a good bonfire.  One day we'll take you to Albertville and we can show you both."

I can't wait for my tour of burn piles in David's hometown.  Contact me if you are interested.  I'll bring the marshmallows.  

Monday, July 18, 2011

Country Music

I started listening to country music in high school back in South Florida.  It wasn’t the norm, but I really liked it.  I loved the stories within the music.  It wasn’t all about gettin’ crunk on the dance floor.  Don’t get me wrong, I loved, and still love, pop music (and I may or may not be known to bust out into a gangsta rap song), but country music talked about normal people’s lives and I could relate to it.

However, there was a lot that I could not relate to - like grits and greens, red dirt roads, and I had no idea what a Roll Tide was.  

Well it’s been less than a year and I have to admit, I have tried greens, I actually like grits, I know that Roll Tide is a common phrase for greeting and departure, and there are parts of my car that are stained orange from red dirt roads.   

The longer I live here, the more my life fits into country music…. but not the kind that has to do with prison, trains, horses, or moonshine…. Well….not yet…

Friday, June 24, 2011


Yeah, that’s right, TRACTOR Xing!
Now, I’ve seen this gem on this road quite a few times, and always thought about writing about it.  But when I saw this on this very road, I knew I HAD to share it with you:

(pardon the glare- this photo op was a last second decision)

WHAT IS THIS?!  This is not a tractor, my friends.  This is like the T-Rex of tractors!  I’m sorry, but the Tractor Xing sign is deceiving.  This is not the same little tractor displayed on that sign.  I literally had to pull over to let this monster through, and he even has one tire on the grass!  Whatever it is, it was awesome.

If you look closely, you will see 2 kids along for the ride in Daddy’s dinosaur.  They probably laughed at me when they saw my jaw in my lap with my camera phone aimed straight at them.  I think I heard the little boy shake his head and say, “Don’t mind us, just headed out for some ice cream!”