Named best "Tumblr With Sass" by Atlanta Magazine one time. I am also in charge of Hound Dogs Running, which is a much better blog. Duh.
It’s great that Albany is embracing Paula for all she’s accomplished,” Jimmy Deen said. “I’ve talked with her, and I know if the city reaches out to her, she’s going to reach back. I certainly hope this is something that works out because the tourism (a museum) would generate could help return Albany to what it used to be.
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Y’ALL BUT Y’ALL ALREADY HAVE THAT IN ALBANY Y’ALL IT’S CALLED THE DAIRY AISLE. Y’ALL.
(Also: Jimmy Deen lolollll)
Ramblin’ Raft Race
May 21, 1977-The Ramblin’ Raft Race was an annual Memorial Day weekend race on the Chattahoochee River that took place from 1969 to 1980. The event drew national attention when the Guinness Book of World Records called it the world’s largest spectator sporting event and Dan Rather reported on it.
Photo by Calvin Cruce
HOW WE DO SUMMAH IN ATL
Source: ajcphotovault
The “SkyView Atlanta” wheel, which will be less than half the height of the London Eye, will be re-located from Pensacola, Florida, to a spot near Centennial Olympic Park, which was constructed for the 1996 Summer Olympics.
Le freak, c’est chic!
Pete Campbell: Retribution
This is fucking beautiful.
yesssssssss
(via shorterexcerpts)
Source: larsenaround
Took me a solid five minutes to get them to sit still for this wholly underwhelming photo.
ATL.F’N.GA by B. E. N. on Flickr.
Source: jeff-carr
“I wouldn’t be playing music if it wasn’t for this tape,” Deerhunter frontman Bradford Cox said from Atlanta’s Variety Playhouse stage last night. The cassette in question was the Breeders’ 1993 classic Last Splash, purchased by Cox’s mom many years ago as a birthday present for her then-pre-teen son. That she was in the audience, Cox was celebrating his 31st birthday, and Deerhunter was opening a sold-out show for their Dayton, Ohio alt-rock heroes seemed almost too good to be true. And yet, here they all were – Cox getting a small chorus of “Happy Birthday” from the crowd before his band played a note, and using time between songs to wax rhapsodic about his “favorite album of all time.”
This show was fucking amazing and I’m so glad I was there.
Nice Bearded Gentleman: You’ve got a nice piece. I’m willing to make a generous offer of eighteen-five for the entire contents.
Sharon Stone, pokey-pointing with exasperated fingers: Excuse me, but I’m from New York, OKAY?
Today I discovered Cold Creek Manor happened.
