I'm sitting at a table in the bar/cafe in Nashville, working on rebuilding my business website with an associate and Violet. We are all three on our laptops. We totally represent. (represent a group of geeks)
Montgomery Gentry (the country artists) just ordered drinks at the bar to my right. It's noon. My kind of guys. I'm having coffee right now and will likely stick with that until well after 5.
Last night we closed down the bar at 3:00 and went to the Hermitage Cafe for breakfast. The analogy would be: Hermitage Cafe is to Waffle House as Ponderosa is to Ruth's Chris.
I was disappointed to find that Nashville instituted a ban on smoking in all public places in the past year, so the cigars I brought were for naught. And today, I still don't feel the greatest, which may be partially because I got 4 hours of sleep last night after a ribeye and egg breakfast at 3 in the morning. *buuurrrpp*