So what does one do at that point? Well, naturally he goes to Starbucks for an iced Doubleshot and heads south with camera in hand. I wandered my way down Highway 43 into the Black Belt taking all those photos I posted, and before long, sleep deprivation and caffeine overload set in and I was totally tripping on everything, from the staring goats near Eutaw to the pond with the unholy teal water to the hamlet named Forkville with the charming Episcopal church and the roadside Bird freakshow featuring Snoopy, the Tin Woodman, and the Bitchhawg Scarecrow. I swear, I thought I was going to FREAK when I saw all that stuff in that field. And then I got to Demopolis, which has a beautiful downtown--but there was NO ONE THERE. I saw cars all around, but nobody on the streets. I could have sworn I was in Children of the Corn. So of course, what next? I heard music. CALLIOPE MUSIC. Sure enough, there came a FUCKING ICE-CREAM TRUCK. I've told you how I feel about ice-cream trucks. They squick me up one side and down the other. So it made perfect sense that the first living person I encountered in Demopolis would be driving one. Oh yeah, and I was listening to King Diamond, which added another shade of freakiness.
Eventually, I discovered a few more people milling about downtown, and I felt a little more at ease. I still didn't quite know what to make of the Tree of Knowledge, but I felt somewhat assured that I wasn't going to die at the hands of a zombie ice-cream man. Always a good feeling.
So yeah, that's my life right now: boxing up my life again and taking periodic escapes to document the weirdness of Alabama before I get out of this nutso place. :D Oh, while I'm thinking about it, I should mention that there's been another rash of racist vandalism in my town. Way to live up to those stereotypes, ya shitfuckers. (See article and accompanying comments here and here.)
Lonzie's in total Freak Mode, what with all the moving. At first, he was enamored of all the boxes, but now he's just all spastic cuz he doesn't know what's going on. :( Plus, I told him this is his daddy, so he's traumatized by that as well: