By now I am sure that many of you know that Mama and I lead double lives. On the weekends, we are meek and mild-mannered lake people. She cuts grass, I weed eat,\ and with our Chocolate Lab, Otis, we take long slow boat rides.
Otis loves to ride. Mode of transportation is not an issue for him; boat, car or truck. Mama wants me to ride him in the front seat of my nifty BMW hotrod, but I have to draw the line somewhere.
During the weeks, we are bon a fide, card-carrying members of the rat race. I work in downtown Atlanta, we live in Decatur, and Otis is an inside dog.
We are members of the Tuesday Night Bowling League and play golf each Wednesday at a local nine-hole course over in East Lake. Sounds impressive, doesn't it?
The truth is I think we are just living out some of the wild hairs from our youth that we missed the first go around. Regardless, I don't know when I've had any more fun. It's pretty cool to get to that milestone in your life.
Everyone should be so lucky.
Occasionally, on Monday nights, we frequent Eddie's Attic, a little place just off the square in Decatur that promotes itself as a listening room. For music, that is.
Monday nights are open mic nights, and performers from all over the country pay a small entry fee to play two original songs and compete against one another to be declared the winner. Twice annually, the winners from all of the Monday night competitions come together for what they call “The Shoot Out.”
A lot of great music careers have passed through Eddie's Attic. The likes of John Mayer, Sugarland, John Mullins and The Civil Wars have graced the stage of Eddie's Attic.