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Some Notes on Savannah

Went to Savannah for a quick stopover and took some notes on some places I stopped into.

The Jinx (formerly the Velvet Elvis Lounge) is a quaint little metal joint with perpetual Halloween decor. Metal music, perpetual Halloween decor. What else do you need? Apparently it’s back open after being shut for a while. Just a good old hole in the wall place.

Went to the Moon River Brewing Company on a recommendation. Seems like there were a lot of large parties of ladies. But that’s about all that’d be going back for – not the food or the beer. If you’re up for mediocre you can give it a try, but if you want something memorable try someplace else.

The Social Club is apparently a new kid on the block in Savannah. There was quite an eclectic crowd, so great for people watching. Lots of guys that looked like they took the short bus from the frat house – always good to laugh at. Those were offset by the hipster crowd, some folks with salt-and-pepper hair (now that I’m mid-30s I won’t call them old) and others. Pretty good band was playing. I was skeptical of the white-haired, tie-dye shirt flautist and harmonicist.

When heading to the Social Club I passed by a place called Rogue Water that I felt call to me. As I passed back by it it called to me again and so I stepped in. Another great hole in the wall place. They’ve got an upstairs bar that I went to. The bartender was as cheezy as they come – but good cheezy. He looked like he’d just stepped out of a classic 70s film. The upstairs was rocking late 70s early 80s music. They’ve also got a back area with some lounge space and another bar upstairs in the back. Noticed a sign that said they do beer pong and punk on Wednesdays. Wonder if they rent bar stools by the month…

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Red White Blue

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Airborne Bags

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Burglar Bar

Burglar Bars

Moving Back To Atlanta

It was an odd feeling putting my socks in their drawer. I unpacked my bag and washed my clothes as usual. But instead of packing them back up, I folded them and put them in drawers. It was a solemn end to a long trip.

I haven’t put socks into a drawer in almost two years. I’ve traveled just about every week for the last 23 months. When I wasn’t traveling I was taking short trips or was parked in some foreign place. Although my house has remained in Atlanta over that time period, I have considered the “Away” my real home.

I initially passed on this new job because of the pains of staying in one place. Traffic. Living expenses. Ironing. Neighbors. Permanence. Stagnation. Complacency. It was many of the things I wanted to do next in my career. But…the same views of the same things and the same people in the same places…these things bothered me.

I wrestled with the idea of the job. I struggled with the idea of not traveling. I dreamed about the idea of taking my knowledge and creating bigger things. I came to the conclusion that it was time to either move on or move out.

It’s not that I couldn’t move up in the same path, but I decided to move on to this new position because consulting was beginning to show its own pains. Travel. Expense Reports. Ironing. Businessmen. Change became permanence, my personal life was stagnating and I was becoming complacent anyway. The consulting lifestyle still had a great attraction. But…the same views of the same things and the same people in the same places…these things bothered me.

So now I have an office. I have an office. A singular place in which to work. I’m moving back to Atlanta from Away. For good and for bad.

Missing Windows And Sun Glint

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Blue Phone

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Angry Face

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Sunrise From An Office Window

Sunrise From An Office Window

Sad In A Stroller

Sad in a Stroller