Life Is A Road Trip

The Amazing Adventures of a Zoobroker and a Sentiographer


BBQ 6: Cozy Corner, Memphis

tenneseeMatt HillComment

We had to boogie outta town to get to Nashville, but despite our BBQ overindulgence we stopped at the local-recommended Cozy Corner on the way to the interstate.

It's everyone's favorite!

The sliced pork was already gone, so we opted for baloney (hot-spicy!)

and sliced beef (hot-spicy!) sandwiches.

Great road food, for sure. It was topped off by sweet tea and a slice of pumpkin pie that was to die for.

Flying Saucer


After pool it was time to nosh ... but my intestines couldn't handle any more smoked meat. I'm pretty sure I have colon cancer right now. So ... we went with the healthy option of bratwurst.

We sat next to the nicest inter-island couple ... Aimee from England (Arsenal fan, booooo) and Barry from Ireland (Liverpool fan, yaaaaay!). Super great kids who just got engaged whilst on a road trip of their own all around the states.

After we chowed down dinner, I went for the fake happy birthday for the fourth time, also a success. This time, it was Angela's birthday too (urrr) ...

After we revealed that it wasn't really Matt's birthday to Angela, I wasn't her favorite person in the world, so Barry and I went off to shoot some billiards.

I did okay, but was no match for Barry, who had a sweet short throw.

After I returned to the table, I met Jenzi, Angela's sister, a gorgeous, statuesque and devestatingly charming belle. This is me trying to equal her statue-worthy demeanor.

I just HAD to see how long those legs were, and Jenzi was nice enough to oblige ... boy would I like to climb her tree.

I'm not sure if she realized that by throwing her leg up in my arms that she was giving me masturbation material for the month of July.

And now I can officially say I got picked up in a bar by a beautiful woman on the road trip.

I know what it looks like, but I am not feeling Jenzi up. Not even a little bit.

We had a little dance, but, sadly, my people were not made for salsa, despite what Jules might say. Thanks to Mara and Kevin for inspiring the spin into sitting on my knee move.

All in all a pretty great night. Sorry for games, Angela ... we've got waaaaay more pictures if you want us to send some.

Beale Street Absinthe Room

tenneseezoobroker1 Comment

Beale Street in Memphis is pretty annoying .. total tourist trap. We checked it out for a minute or two before finding a nearly dead pool hall on the second floor. I love pool halls that you can smoke in, but it's a little strange they didn't have even one draft beer. What they did have was Absynthe. Absynthe and billiards seems like a strange combination, but Matt made it work. We were both rusty, we had one legit win in the first 6 games. I'm gonna go ahead and blame sobriety on that.

While were playing we met the nice folks at the table next to us. We got their names, but we only remember Megan, mostly because she was hot. Megan, if you're out there, remember, we'll totally spy on your boyfriend if necessary tonight.

Gibson Factory, Memphis

tenneseeMatt HillComment

You may not know it, but I've been playing guitar since I was 17. I couldn't pass up a chance to visit the Gibson factory since it was right across the street from our hotel in Memphis. I skipped the tour, since we had to boogie, but upon entering the store, I saw a shit-ton of guitars... droool. I'm a Martin and Fender guy - Gibson was always the grass on the other side. So I sat and played through a bunch of them.

I gotta say I am disappointed they play the MSRP vs. street price game in the store, but I guess you have to support your sales network. Outside of that, they tune and check all the guitars, so even if you get one made in Indonesia (like I did), it comes all set up as if you went to a shop and had a local pro tune it for you.

This one is my new honey. Solid, bright, loud and shiny. Low action up the fretboard, built-in tuner and some serious electronics should I dare plug it in...