We took some lesser known roads amongst the pecan sellers, sword handlers and peach pushers of southwestern Georgia. And maybe it’s just the Chik-Fil-A talkin’, but I’m always up for the emotional elixir of another Athens/Tasty World visit. We stumbled upon Steve Miller three times in an hour on the radio (no accident), and the weather was spring-like. Macon had traffic as usual on 75, and the word had come down the line not to eat before the show, as Jen and Shayne were assembling a big gumbo dinner for us with some banana pudding for dessert. We arrived, checked, quality controlled the PBR of the establishment, and if ever I was drunk on gumbo and banana pudding I sure was that night. Thank you, Jen. Thank you, Shayne. Our friends, Lake City opened the show in marvelous and stately fashion. Matt/Pistol Stoessel (SSG) is the principal songwriter and singer, and he casts a beautifully Zevon-ian mood over the room. Check them out if you get the chance. Was a real fun night for the Generals and us. The crowd was superb and I feel like both of us turned in pretty good performances out of the whole thing. Upon shutting the place down, I made my way back to Patterson and Rebecca’s for a last beer and an introduction to Ava Ruth, their newborn daughter. She’d just completed her fifteenth day in this world. I held her for a few minutes as she dozed peacefully, then found my way to bed completely content with this February Tuesday.