Archive for April, 2008

I was perusing the net the other day when I was thrown by all that Google Street View has accomplished in the Nashville area.  Being one of the first large Southern cities to get the honor of Street View, I was more than tickled when I saw that even my neighborhood over here at Nipper’s Corner got snapped.

And from the looks of it, you guys are just as excited as I am.  Nashville Is Talking’s Christian even found himself on his bike off Louisiana. 

Has your neighborhood been Googled yet?

So what?  Are you gonna chastise me just because I may or may not have babies on the brain?

I happened upon an interesting article in the Tennessean this morning & I couldn’t resist posting about it.  Have you ever wondered what folks are naming their babies these days, particularly locally?  Well, wonder no more.  While the Tennessean listed the top 25 names, I’m always a sucker for a top ten list. 

Here they are, The Top Ten Tennessee Baby Names (girl first, then boy): 

1 Madison / William
2 Emma / Jacob
3 Emily / Ethan
4 Addison / James
5 Abigail / Joshua
6 Hannah / Christopher
7 Ava / Jackson
8 Elizabeth / Michael
9 Chloe / Noah
10 Isabella / Andrew (tie) / Elijah (tie)

Wow, we’re keeping it kinda bland in TN this year in regards to baby names.  What about a Tallulah or two?

So, go on & reveal it, what did you name your young uns or what are you fav baby names?

A legend takes the stage Tuesday night at the Wildhorse Saloon.  None other than jazz soulstress Etta James will grace Nashville with her more than dulcet tones.

Best known for standards such as “At Last” and her tribute album to Bille Holiday, James is certain to make tonight an evening to remember.

Tickets are available for $27.50-$67.50, $87.50-$150 VIP.  Show kicks off at an early 6pm.  Call Wildhorse for details or head directly to www.ticketmaster.com. 

So I was in the Nolensville Road Kroger this weekend, pretending that I was an out-of-towner, so I could see if Southern manners are really out the window.  My report?  It’s true, there are no more cordialities.

Truthfully, it seems like no one remembers the words, “Excuse me,” even when they or their screaming, running children ram you with their overloaded, precarious shopping cart and you stand there, looking at the adult straight in the eyes, waiting for those magical words, that for some reason, seem to make the bruising all better, but it never, ever comes and you’re left standing there with a pitiful look, knowing at long last that Southern hospitality is dead.  RIP.

And it’s not just at the Nolensville Road Kroger store where I have noticed an absence of this so-called cordialness we are somewhat known for, it’s not found anywhere these days, and most assuredly not in you car on the road. 

But you tell me, is Southern hospitality dead?