So I got back from Tuscaloosa on Labor Day at around 6pm. I stepped into my apartment, and felt a blast of warm air come out. My AC had died yet again. I call maintenance, which is obviously not in at the time (they're open until 5:30pm on a non-holiday), and get the answering service and tell them about my AC being dead again. About two hours later, the maintenance guy knocks on my door and says that the AC is indeed dead, and that he will have a new compressor for me in the morning and offers me a corporate suite if he can get in touch with management (he can't). No biggie, I slept with one sheet on me and a fan blowing.
I get up and go to work the next morning. At about 10:30 or so, Mike asks me to go to Hattiesburg again and that I didn't have to come back after lunch. Having no other plans, this isn't a problem. We're just needing to wrap up the land use survey. I get a reservation at the same motel at the intersection of I-59 and US-49. It is about a four hour drive down there (2 1/2 hours roughly to Jackson, and 1 1/2 hours roughly to Hattiesburg from Jackson) and I arrive at about 5pm...just in time for the free cocktails (the last time I was there, I got there at 7:30, which is when they stop...which seemed rather early to me, but whatever). I ran out and got some BBQ at a place that reminded me of Fat Man (that's Fat Man's, not Fat Boy's) in Prattville. It's not the best BBQ around, but for a quick BBQ sandwich, it wasn't bad.
The land use went fine and I got back into Oxford about 7pm on Wednesday. This time, my AC was working, and in contrast to the last time I got back, I was blown away by the cool air (much like the day I first got into the apartment...except no condensation on the doorknob). There is a new condenser outside, and they have yet to remove the old one from the premises (it is disconnected, mind you, just not removed). Now I can start bugging them about the other problems with my apartment.
So I've put a lot of miles on my car lately, but I've seen a lot of Mississippi that I hadn't ever seen before...the Delta comes to mind.
I also ended up tailgating on the Grove on Saturday. They do know how to tailgate here. There were tents EVERYWHERE on the grove. (And I mean, EVERYWHERE). "Bumper to bumper" tents. It was like a concentrated version of the gameday at Tuscaloosa, so I felt at home, in spite of the Ole Miss fans surrounding me. I parked at work. I probably could have parked closer, but I do not know where the parking spots are. I'm sure the walk didn't do me any harm.
I'm thinking about what to do this weekend. I might go to Clarksdale and see some live Delta Blues at the club Academy Award winner Morgan Freeman owns. I might go to Jackson to see some friends down there. If I go to Jackson this weekend, I'll probably "do" Clarksdale the next weekend. Then the next weekend I go to Tuscaloosa/Northport for Suzanna's 3rd birthday/Mckenzie's baptism shindig. I should arrive Friday night and spend time/the night with other people I know there to just "hang out". Looks to be a full remainder of September too.
The weather got suddenly nice here. It got sunny and dry, and, dare I say it, cool last night. Humberto is supposed to start dumping some rain late tomorrow and Friday, but then it should clear out for what looks to be a nice (if not busy) weekend.
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