Atlas, STAY THERE! For real


The best thing I have seen all month.

After much consternation and gnashing of teeth, I finally get my stuff. Jesus, you never know how much stuff you have till you see it in one place.

You ever notice how their stuff is shit, and your shit is stuff.

I suppose you never know how much of it you have until you see it in boxes. This is where the house stood at the end of the day:

A few more thoughts from the day:

  • People who do these sort of long haul drives have ACTUALLY been everywhere. The driver knew where Raceland, LA was. He apparently had made a delivery to Thibodaux.
  • We had two items of damage: 1) One of Heather’s rugs (not pictured) was soaked through. A hole in the truck apparently. It had been wet for a day or two. Smells of mildew. 2) One 1cm scratch in the floor. Atlas is going to make both right. And truthfully, in the grand scheme of things. Getting my stuff from California to Georgia and thats all we have, thats not bad at all.
  • Heather and I are too lazy/busy to be able to unpack the whole house. Crew coming in for that this weekend. We expect our first night in the house to be Sunday night.
  • If you notice from the top picture, the Sotherby’s For Sale sign is still up. I had two separate people come to the house asking when we were moving out. I had to explain, “No dude, we bought this.” My realtor is pissed. Supposedly, the selling realtor will take care of it. We will see.

Final exhausted thought on the day: Our new house already feels like home. I’m really tired of doing the vagabond thing. Feels like we are travelling to nowhere (road to nowhere). But, we are finally getting to stay put in an incredible place. I am so excited to settle in.

That’s all for now, I am going to get some sleep.

The Madhouse Continues

Oh boy, faithful readers. The following has happened since my last post:

  • Ethan got Conjunctivitis, on the day that I was supposed to get all of my services activated, and the stuff moved out of this house. As a result (1) the stuff didn’t get moved out and (2) I missed my Comcast appointment.
  • Ethan then got a Sinus Infection. Our doctor is much more astute than I am. He looked at Ethan and said, “I’m going to give you a script for amoxicillin too, but wait till he breaks a fever. Then, get it filled and start giving it to him. Sure enough, he broke a fever 24 hours later.
  • I managed to get a Comcast appointment, so I now have internet in the new place.
  • Had our first meal in the new house, which consisted of McD


  • The truck with our stuff is leaving New Orleans today. It will be in GA tonight, and will meet me at the house tomorrow.

I should have an update about that tomorrow, and in addition, I have a few other Georgia oddities I want to write about. Until then faithful readers, stay frosty.

A Quick One, While We Wait or Our number just got called in Purgatory

Just some quick updates for you, faithful readers.

  • Heather started her job. They wanted her for her trial skills, and man that is going into full use. Basically starting her new gig at lightspeed. Its good, but busy.
  • I think the Georgia weather agrees with Ethan. *knocks on wood* He hasn’t been sick since the mega drive, and I am convinced he caught something on that plane. Completely different than the warhellride that was last year at this time.
  • We took Ethan to the new house, and he flipped out. He loves it. Ran around the yard, ran around the interior. Played with the toys he brought. In fact, when it was time to leave, he cried and cried. I turned to Heather and I said, “Did we ever buy the right house or what”
  • Timeline works like this: Feb 14 (Valentines) –  we close on the house, Feb 15 – The stuff from here gets moved in, plus full cleaning and carpet shampoo, PLUS a bunch of other things.
  • Our stuff from California has been put on an Atlas Van Lines rig, headed to the east coast. Has two stops to make, then us. Feb 21 or 22nd, our stuff gets put in the new house.
  • By the end of the month, we are fully out of the in laws house and in our new digs. And I cannot wait.

Thats all the updates for now. More as they come. Expect some pics this week.

The Flavors of East Georgia & Muscadine

With the local team in the super ball, I decided to partake of some more Georgia Vintages. 

After the rampant popularity of the last post, I decided to embark on more adventures in Georgia wine.

So, I drive out to my local “package store” as they say in this part of the world. They carry a ton of wine, liquor, beer etc. They got both Abita Turbodog and Talisker.

I figure they got to have Georgia wine. I dig around their wine selection. Don’t see anything marked “local.” So, I ask the clerk. The clerk goes, “Hmmmm, no one has ever asked me for Georgia wine. Let me get our wine guy”

Out comes the wine guy. I ask him, “Where is the Georgia wine?” He says, “Oh man, all that stuff is terrible.” I say, “Really?” He goes, “Look, people come in here for one of two things. Cheap stuff, which we got a ton of. Or top shelf stuff. We got $1,000 a bottle Chateauneuf du Pape in here. But, no one wants overpriced, terrible wine. Which is what most Georgia stuff is. If you want to try it, you have to go to Total Wine.

Undeterred, I go to Total Wine. I find their wine guy (I am sure he would prefer Sommelier), and he takes me to the Georgia wine selections, which, I shit you not, is right next to the Trump Wine. He asks me what do I like in a wine. I say my usual answer which is, “Dry red that hits you like a truck”

He sighs, “The only thing you are going to get is this,” and hands me one of the bottles I will review below. Then i say, “What about something more typical of Georgia wine” and he hands me another bottle.

Chateau Elan 2013 Cabernet Sauvignon Reserve

For non Georgian’s, Chateau Elan is this snooty golf course/spa/resort situation east of Atlanta. Heather’s dad has played golf at their 3(!) courses.


Apparently, has grapes too. 

Another fun fact, the fuckin grapes in this wine weren’t even grown in Georgia. Yuba, CA. Bullshit. This is total bullshit.

Why even do this. Why make wine where you got to source the grapes from clear across the god damn country? Makes no sense.

So, technically, the wine has some legs, but almost no nose to speak of.

To say this thing has a taste or a finish is a disgrace to both of those words. Do you remember that old Chris Rock bit?

Put some water in it, shake it up, mo tussin

This wine tastes like Mo Tussin. Just an mostly empty bottle of Robitussin, filled with water, shaken up.

Why did this have to exist? Tussin wine. Gross.

So, I asked the guy at my local liquor store why all the Georgia wine was so terrible. He had one word for me, “Muscadine.”

This sweet “grape” grows naturally in the south-eastern US, and no where else in the world. That leads us to

2014 Georgia Winery Muscadine

From the Chattanooga Valley, its 100% Muscadine. Yup. 100%

Ok, it took me a minute to figure out how to explain it. All the typical wine stuff is irrelevant. This is like Mike’s Hard Grape Juice.

Have you ever had fruit wines? Strawberry wine, Peach wine, etc. Its not really “wine”

No flavor development. No depth. Nothing that makes you think of wine. Its alcoholic Welch’s. Its easily the worst thing I have had so far.

I am not sure if I will do more Georgia wines…maybe…but man, whew. After this round. God damn it was bad.