Seems odd they paint lines on weekends at the university, but it does make sense – there shouldn’t be any cars in the way because who works on the weekends … oh.

The rain has come, hopefully it’ll cut down on the pollen for a bit.

New displays going up, but it feels like a scene from a movie.

Top down for 30 minutes … ugh.

This was a long day – left home at 9 a.m., fought my way around Atlanta and up into northwest Georgia, where I then looked at roads for seven or eight hours, then drove home. A dozen hours straight behind the wheel, nary a hiccup from the Miata.

And some nice sights along the way …

If I could, I might.

Wandered out to pickup a clothing rack for the Mrs., found some ruins.