Driving home, dinner with Cochrane and my folks, then more driving all the way to home.

I left the Hi-Way Inn Motel, owned by Kenny G (no joke) and packed Phillip Garcia's stuff into the Yukon.   I had packed my stuff the night before.  We headed out of Hobart, OK at 3:00am so that Phillip Garcia could connect with his 6:00am boarding call (Rusty owes me one).  Total trip = 17.5 HOURS.  We watched the sunrise over the windfarm in Weatherford, OK.  While it was still pitch black, the FAA lights were synchronized, which is cool to see ghostly towers light up simultaneously in the distance.

The crop dusters in Arkansas, Oklahoma, and rural TN were out in force, divebombing the fields, spreading deliciousness over all the freerange vegetales growing in the adjacent fields.

I did about 15 walkdowns with Tommy from GE.  He was cool as can be, and helped me out a bunch, he is also really good at "king of the hill" vs. cows.  I owe him a t-shirt, and hpefully I get one of his t-shirts.  Hope to cross patyhs with you again, dude.

Look at this exit, for some reason, it does not feel like the correct exit to take.  I just want to go home...

Same thing in Tennessee.  Grow them crops, cut them, ten we eat them, bollocks to preservatives and growth hormones.

Pulling into Memphis from the land of Arkansas.  I feel like Jonny Griffee owes me a lunch (despite my short exp-ectation of arrival).

Had dinner with my parents and Cochrane Jamison at J. Alexander at West End.  Great meal before I got back on the road to home.  Howerver, I still need to meet Cochrane's girlfriend (to make sure I approve).

I thoroughly enjoy this water, Fastenal, has a great product in this water.  Quenches thirst and keeps a decent balance between the multiple MonsterEnergy drinks that the jouneymen ironworkers consume during the day.                                                                                                            

Finally played real golf yesterday.  We played the Kahite course at Tellico.  I shot 92 which is not great, but after getting in two rounds in 10 weeks, I count it as a win (in addition to playing a course for the first time).  I love golf in the southeast (instead of Oklahoma).  Eat your heart out, Paul Randall.                                                                                                                                          

Thanks to the CLC families for a great "Welcome Home" occasion.  It was great to see all of you on my first day back.  I decided to throw in my high-vis vest, hardcore leather gloves, and my hardhat as well as my steel-toe boots.  I appreciate the effort and I hope everyone had a blast.  Thanks to John Lacey for the movie tickets, I have a feeling Beth will still try and use the gift certificate to go see the movie with Liz one day. Ho well.  Yall are great, and I feelk very missed and and happy to be bcak.