Kyla Krengel is a wonderful human being who kindly hosted us in Nashville. She and I played Ultimate (think Frisbee with a team) at UCSB as the "Burning Skirts". It was wonderful to see her after sooo many years! She's a hard-working teacher and now owns this large home that she purchased for $237,000!!! I don't think I could even find a studio for that in Seattle! I have a world of great photos of us together that seem lost to the world now... somewhere on my missing memory cards. Ugh.
This is Debbie. She was our server at Noshville in Nashville, TN, determined to promote BabyLegs to the world of Southern mothers! Go get 'em Debbie and THANK YOU for your enthusiasm!!
This is Brent. Hehe. See story below...Hello All!
Spring and I are in Nashville, TN... we can't seem to find our way out of it. This isn't for lack of directional knowledge or because we seem to be running horribly low on fuel.. We LOVE this place! It's almost like a foreign land. The South is a different place completely! People are extremely polite, kind, intelligent, and creative. This feels as though it's the sister city to Seattle's music scene... but a little less mopey (hey, I love the mope!). I just overheard a conversation about Dr. Dre and how nice and talented he is. This person knew from personal experience and appeared to be a producer type. (I love eaves-dropping!)
I was driving the big rig down the city streets with no real idea of where to go. Kyla, my friend and hostess with the mostest (She let us do our laundry!!), said that Broadway was the way to go and so this became our point of reference when asking for directions. We spotted a friendly fellow with a sweater, dark hair, and blue eyes and asked him for the way to Broadway... he gave us directions and I swear his eyes twinkled. As I drove on to the next light, approximately 2 blocks down the street, I spotted twinkle-eye guy running down the street to catch up with us. We laughed and drove on not realizing that he had a wealth of bio-fuel knowledge. How narcissistic that we thought he was simply enamored with Spring's also twinkly eyes. We drove to various parts of the city, wishing that my aunt Carol was there to impart the same treasure chest of city history that she shared in Kansas City. We stopped briefly seduced by the sassy cowgirl hats in the window. We inquired about great places for food and were directed to "Noshville" (clever), a Jewish/New York style diner. We found rockstar parking right in front and made our way in for a little breakfast. As our eggs, potato cakes, and sliced toms were placed in front of me, I noticed the sweater guy checking out our trailer. Sure, it was a little freaky that he found us, but then I remembered that HE DID direct us to Broadway, the very street on which were were now parked... not so freaky or creepy. I knocked on the window with a feeling that he had something to say. He appeared as though he'd jogged a few+ blocks. He, Brent, found his way to our table and simultaneously inquired about BabyLegs and what we were doing with Debbie, our sweetheart of a server. To our audience we told our tale and between the two of us, imparted a story that inspired the server to become our mouthy restaurant rep and Brent to share information about his various bio-fuel projects. Not only has he been working on projects to combat obesity in children, but he's working on the technology to create fuel out of the local crops, this area's being tobacco. He opened up an entire world of dialog and seemed to be a great resource and inspired follower of our mission. Meanwhile, Debbie began telling her customers about our product and talked about taking it to Green Hill where all of the high-end children's boutiques were located. We gave her a bag of BabyLegs, brochures, pens, and our well wishes and permission to represent us and our company all over the city. Word of mouth is SOOOO powerful! She told us of a story about her grand-daughter who pooped her pants on Easter and because she (the grand-daughter and not Debbie- haha!) was wearing tights the mess ended up all over the back of her and ruined her Easter dress. We addressed all of the utilitarian benefits of BabyLegs and I'm positive that we have a wonderful salesperson representing us from Noshville, Nashville.
We are now sitting at JJ's cafe where the room is full of computer users and students. Spring is addressing the hundreds of emails in her inbox (please oh please consolidate the communications BL Babes) and I attempted to simply open the photos I've taken along our path... and my computer simply... well, sucks. I know that's a horrible word, but I can think of far worse to describe the source of my anguish and frustration. It's virused beyond repair, it's slow and old, and although it's helped me through loads of projects, it's time to put-'er-down. I'm composing this on the $1/10 minute cafe computers. I'm envisioning a kind soul that will walk me into the Mac store (Macs don't get viruses and are perfect for the type of work that I do!), and gives me the opportunity to pick out the powerbook of my dreams. Where are you magic giver? Are you here in Nashville?? I need efficiency! It takes me forever to attempt to do anything with this darn machine. Spring's internet connection is if-y and she needs it for all of her projects. Please world... send me the tools I need to be successful in my pursuits! (I'm not yelling, just asking loudly)
So, yeah... I'll post loads of wonderful photos as soon as my computer decides to cooperate. I appreciate your patience and loyal following.
We're considering staying in Nashville tonight. Sheryl Crow is here with her Biodiesel tour. I think she heard about our project first and decided to jump on the bandwagon. WE were supposed to be the first women! We found out she was here during our search for a manual pump from a kind man named John. Who knows what this will inspire. I can't tell you how important our street marketing has become... it's nice to remain in one place for a period of time in order to be effective.
Okay... back to the poopy PC I have. Know we're safe, we're having an absolute BLAST laughing constantly... my eye is MUCH better, thanks to the drops, I have a little cold, but I'm taking voodoo potion that Spring brought back from Uganda that she swears will rid me of my ailments. Think good thoughts about the computer vision I'm fostering.
happy happy joy joy...
erinn
We miss you!
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