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The pancakes from Cracker Barrel are amazing! Unfortunately I didn’t order them. I went with my tried and true salty breakfast, but I won’t make that mistake again. October and Spotz brought home a few bottles of Cracker Barrel’s good maple syrup. I think I’m going to go drink it now. They’ll fuss at me in the morning, but it will be worth it.

This is a question for all you East Tennessee readers. When I say we went to the aquarium today, where do you think we went? Did we go to Gatlinburg, or Chattanooga? The Missus and I were talking about most folks we run across think of one place rather than the other. So I’m polling our intellectual hive to see where you all stand.

Ah, but the camera is in the van still. No pictures for you all, yet. Those of you who come here only for the pictures will just have to read instead. [Edit: I should have put this two sentence paragraph at the front. Anybody who’s made it this far is obviously one of our literate, umm visitors.]

[Edit: 3/28/07; 5:00]

The majority of folks think of the Tenn Aquarium in Chattanooga. I’m pleasantly surprised by this, as folks we spoke to assumed we were going to Ripley’s in Gatlinburg. We did go to the Tenn Aquarium by the way.

In an editorial that I only wish I had written, hopped up in a righteous fury on trucker speed and whiskey, Oak Ridger’s Richard Esposito climbed up in the grills of the three Oak Ridge elected commissioners (Jerry Creasey, Harry Hitchcock, and John Shuey) that voted against the County making a stand and supporting the Crestpointe thing, and laid down a whuppin.

I’m not going to detract from the thing by paraphrasing it here, but he does call to task the sheer dumbassery of elected officials working against what appears to be the best interests of our city.

Look, if you haven’t come to the conclusion yet that this thing is pretty darn foolproof, you haven’t been reading long enough.  Netmom has a good post about the facts of the situation, and Daco’s gone and buddied up with the Future of Oak Ridge people to try to get this thing laid down to bed like it should be.

Still tho, damnation, this disappoints me.  Particuarly you, Creasey, because, dammit, we backed you back in the day.  Anybody who doesn’t have the sense to vote because they’re elected, and not because they’re going to wait to see what the people that elected them voted for, doesn’t need any more endorsements.  They need retirement.  Maybe a nice tomato garden.