Just A Good Ol' Boy

I could not let this visit end ignominiously. I needed a win-win. I needed something good to report to my love. There it was across three parking lots: Cooter's: The Dukes of Hazzard Museum. Parked out front is the old General Lee, with 01 painted on the side. Nearby, is a charming little mini-me, the 01/2.

Inside there was lots, and it was all free. The front part was merchandise, more on that in a sec. The back was "the museum." Every item ever made for sale in relation to this popular show-- beginning with lunch boxes, along with posters, fanzines, cutouts, and other promo materials--was arranged behind glass cabinets.

A TV in the corner played an episode, the usual trouble, and I realized how many guests appeared on the show, usually B actors that we recognize but can't name exactly. Also inside were cars used by the sherriff, Boss Hogg, and that old guy who was their surrogate daddy. And, of course, many pics of Daisy. (There was nothing at all relating to the movie with J. Simpson).

Back up front, t-shirts, hats, magnets, keychains, videotapes,etc. And there was a pile of books. In real life, the actor who played Cooter is Ben Jones, who is a politician and a writer of note. Jones was elected to Congress twice, and made a good showing in a race against Newt Gingrich. He has a book just out, Redneck Boy in the Promised Land: Confessions of "Crazy Cooter." It's a memoir about his highs and lows, his deep love of the Southern way of life, and the need to change ourselves and society. You heard it here first if he is selected for the V.P. position on an Obama-Jones ticket. He may be crazy, but he's not dumb.

So, my visit to Cooter's redeemed a jeapardious day, and I returned to Opryland, saying hi to the horsies as I passed by, and walked through to the convention center, where I found Kimberly in the Peters booth. I told her that not much happened, really, showed her the pix in the camera, and then...I broke down in tears and told her the truth. (Oh, maybe that didn't happen) Anyway, she laughed and laughed, and I like to hear her do that, so all was OK.