October 30, 2005

Observations in TN

There were a couple things that made me chuckle on our drive to Tennessee. First, tell me folks, if someone gives you directions to their town and then they write at the bottom:

oh, and if you choose this route you will be afforded the opportunity to pass "Ed's World of Concrete".. a fine establishment just across the Tennessee state line..

Does this not imply to you that this person has visited said fine establishment? That's how *I* read it!

So here Morrigan, Sissy and I are, on our girl road trip up to Eric's abode, taking the scenic route as we're all about 'the experience' when we realize we must be homing in on 'Ed's'.

Yeehaaa! We were excited, and sure enough, as we approached, we could see the concrete statues at the front of the lot. A big concrete Easter Basket looking thing greeted us, amongst other things. I never did see the concrete eggs to fill that basket.

As we pulled in, I pulled out my cell phone and quickly rang up Eric and said excitedly, "Guess where we are?!!!" The reply was, "Uhhh... in my driveway?"

I retorted, "NOOO!!! We're at Ed's World of Concrete!" and when he started to laugh (that should have been an indicator) I said, "Oooo! I have to go!" and I hung up.

Morrigan pulled the car up to what was four apartments for rent. It was Ed's World of Concrete and apartments, I do believe.

Ed had statues of everything. Everything but the Last Supper, that is. I found the rest of the Saints and Christ, but no dinner. There were cherubs, and fountains, and bird baths. Pet cemetery stones (tempting to get one for Fiona the hamster as her planted marker of flowers was felled by an uprooted 30 foot ficus tree during Wilma), gnomes, and garden animals. You name it and they had it molded in concrete!

And... AND... ANNNND!!!!, if someone had bothered to come out and greet us, I would have bought something. Or two. I found this really cool concrete snake for my garden. The boys would have loved it. Eric was probably going to end up with a gnome. But, I should not have expected customer service at such a fine establishment that has a sign big as day that reads, "Enter At Your Own Risk". Yeah. I shoulda seen that one... but I wasn't picking up many signals correctly that day. Evidently.

So we left. And come to find out, Eric has never visited this fine establishment of which he wrote. He was joking as he always passes it.

I'm here to tell you, if you are driving up 411 North, just over the TN border and you see it, it's worth the visit. Just don't expect anyone to greet you. It ain't happenin'...

I also noticed when we were driving up to his hometown that there was this little beauty shop called... Curl Up and Dye!

I so wanted to stop!!!! It reminded me of a shop from Steel Magnolias! I'd LOVE to get my hair done in a place like that. It just seems so fun to be a regular at a small hair dresser where everyone knows you!!!

And what a great name. I was picturing some high school girls eating lunch, sitting around talking about their futures when one declares that one day she's going to own her own salon. I could hear these girls, in my head, tossing names into the wind to find that perfect catchy name... when they stumble upon Curl Up and Dye!

That's how it is in my head, anyway.

And lastly, we were driving down the road, having arrived in the city limits, when Sissy and I spotted this black sign. Big black sign with silver letters, as we passed it, Sissy looked at me and I said, eyebrows raised, "Did you see that?!" She burst out laughing, confirming she did.

It was a sign that said, "In these uncertain times, there are some things that are sure..." and it was an advertisement for a funeral home!!!

I could not quit laughing. What a damn riot! I have never seen a funeral home advertise before. Everyone just always knows their location. It's kind of a done deal. Everyone in every town knows who takes in the dead. But these folks were advertising... EVERYWHERE.

We were driving around and I saw another funeral home... a rival I think... and I immediately called Eric on the cell and said, "And this other funeral home... they need to advertise! They don't advertise like their rivals!"

That's when he informed me that the catchy funny funeral home advertisements were for the 'new home' in town. Let the competition begin!!!!


Posted by Boudicca at October 30, 2005 10:23 PM | TrackBack
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I wish I could have been there. These are hilarious signs. And I would have loved to seen the airport guards as you check in a cement snake.

Posted by: vw bug at October 31, 2005 06:45 AM

I swear... I HATE missing a good time, and it would appear that I missed a really, really good time! I have GOT to go visit Ed's World of Concrete. Man... I am so jealous! A concrete snake? Easter basket? Statues? Man, oh man... you girls really know how to have fun!

(oh yeah... wasn't there a BLOGMEET on this trip too? What a riot... Maybe someday I'll be invited to such a gathering of the minds)

Posted by: AFSister at October 31, 2005 10:01 AM

I think Eric now merits a visit from all family members if only to visit all the "fine establishments" he recommends.

Glad you all had a great time! I was able to get the scoop and low down on all your secret super spy picture taking activities from my own spy.

I also know that you've been sworn to picture secresy (bummer) by another, but if you do happen to get a consent for posting, I know 3 or 4 people (vw, teresa, LW & me) who would love to see them. Don't make us beg now, 'cause it won't be pretty!

Next time I'll lend my super spy his own camera!

Posted by: michele at October 31, 2005 12:30 PM

Curl up and Dye is the name of Carrie Fisher's beauty shop in The Blues Brothers.

Posted by: caltechgirl at October 31, 2005 01:25 PM

CTG-Crap. I'm so not with it. So much for thinking about young women with quick wit. I'll just crawl back under my rock now...

Michele- I didn't take a camera with me! That was someone else's camera I was snapping pictures of Zonker with. I got this one picture where it looks like he's locked out of the house. I hope that one turned out!

AFSister- I'm telling you, Ed's is the place to be. One of his little statues could have added some real life to my piece of crap garden that I'm just about finished killin'. And I'll be blogging on who I met... it's just hard to do them all justice.

VW- He was a cool snake! Your boys would have loved him. Maybe I can find one of those as a housewarming gift for you!

Posted by: Bou at October 31, 2005 01:34 PM

Man, I'm so hurt. I live like right there...and nobody invited me. (pout) Glad you had a good time.

Posted by: Kelly at October 31, 2005 02:22 PM

I could put your gorgeous self in my pocket....and now I am even more amazed that you hoisted that garage door....

Thanks for driving our liquor filled bellies through the winding roads.

For the great display in the garage, Martha Stewart may make it "rough" on we ladies, but honey....I swear with "skills" like yours, you make it harder.

I am glad you didn't pee your pants.

Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at October 31, 2005 02:24 PM

Morrigan....you are equally as gorgeous, and almost made me pee my pants, I cannot imagine TN being any funnier....

My tummy hearts from laughing, but the endorphins should last at least a week.

Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at October 31, 2005 02:26 PM

.. wonderful seeing you again and meeting Morrigan... you ladies rocked... truly...

Posted by: Eric at October 31, 2005 06:20 PM

Wait... how come you didn't mention Ed's when I saw you?

It's REALLY not fair to keep this stuff to yourself, ya know :-/

Anyway, I saw the funeral home sign, too :-)

Posted by: Harvey at November 1, 2005 08:08 PM