We’re in Bristol on a motorcycle trip with our good friends who live in the area. Now, whether that’s Bristol, Tennessee, or Bristol, Virginia, depends upon which side of State Street one is standing on. Studly and I and our friends are working both sides of the street, this occupying two states simultaneously. We’re gifted. And in a bit of a hazardous situation as cars were headed our way from both directions.
For some reason this old song popped into my head.