Some students, I hear, pre-bar. Our students pre-nap as we head into a very long weekend of judging the National Press Photographers Association Best of Photojournalism competition.

A chilly morning here in the Classic City, not everyone had a warm place to be.

We headed to the Georgia Theater, old friends and new, to hear (and I am not making this up) Trampled by Turtles.

Very much worth it.

Soon, our cars will all turn yellow with the spring pollen and it will feel like a thick algae lodged in our lungs.

Spring is great, isn’t it?

I’m not sure how you make this sharp of a turn, but there’s the evidence of it … on my lawn.

I’ve been driving by this little station for 15 years now, not sure it was ever a gas station or a garage in that time. It’s currently a car wash and they sold hot tubs before that.

Sometimes, the light appears and it’s all you can do to not abandon your car in traffic to chase it.

(For the record, I pulled a u-turn and parked.)