The Real Bernieville

...is Old Hickory Village, Tennessee, where I am RIGHT NOW, at last. It's just a visit, but it's always good to be here. I'm in the very house pictured below, the Mannsion, home of the Manns.
My house down the street is presently occupied by my friends Mark, Jackie, Luke and M.G., who are keeping the dust bunnies under control whilst I am in California. Their house in currently under renovation, as is mine, cosmetically, thanks to the B-stetters. (I think replacing plumbing is a good bit more than cosmetic. Mark, you are a gentleman and a scholar. And a pipe-setter.) Color has come into my life in a bright new way at Cumberland Corners SW. (That's my house, the southwesterliest of the four "Cumberland" homes which are butted up against each other right here, the only place in the Village where this is so. We account for one quarter of all the Cumberlands in the Village (16, for those of you with math impairments). You could read all about the Cumberland and the 1918 house plans at . I think. Seems like something I should be double-dog sure about, since I was on the neighborhood board and all. And since you can read stuff I wrote on that website. Or find links there. If you can read a blog, for cryin' out loud, you can find the dang link.

So, as it turns out, this blog (such as it is) is duller than dry oatmeal, compared to any column I've ever written. See what happens when no real deadline is involved? I can't even come up with a good analogy. There are ten things duller than dry oatmeal. At least ten. By the way, it's 1:20 p.m. on Monday, and I'm freezin' me Irish arse off sitting in this house, something I could be doing in the house in California. Maybe not the freezing part. But alone, at the computer? C'mon!

Old Hickory Village is not the real Bernieville. I'm afraid this is the real Bernieville, inside my head. Don't plan your vacation around it. Tuba City, Arizona is more exciting. It has an ancient to fulfill all your retro ice cream fantasies. And it's not that far off the highway. Not the interstate, mind you, but the highway. I'll look it up. Tuba City is on the Navajo reservation, I think. I wonder if it's warmer there today. The temperature in OHV is about 30. In Bernieville today it's 2 degrees above flatline. Something must be done!