Flood, Vespa, and making my way out to the West Coast… Almost

My story about the flood goes like this… Water had began to pour down and  down and down. My backyard filling up like a tub. 3 ft… 6ft.. 10ft.. 14 and so on. I was sweating bullets for over 24 hours strait wondering if my living room was going to reside with x amount of water in it or not. As a slight joke some friends had picked up rafts from Walmart and had “come to our rescue”. About the time they showed up, we needed to evacuate our home. A Nashville official, or so we heard, was going to let out water from the nearby dam. Not. cool.

My backyard is less than a mile from the the Cumberland river.

Thankfully, a few hours after we had moved everything worth salvaging upstairs, including a Motorcycle, the water had receded and my place was going to be livable once again.. but those few hours I was dreaming up the worse case scenario. house or no house? Thankfully the neighborhood kept good morale and my roommates were wishing for a small boat while fishing off the back porch.

No but wait, mechanical issues.. my old pickup truck had become a major project meanwhile. Eric “Nuke”, the brains of the project, had helped me remove the entire front of the engine to replace a single part near the timing belt. It was a learning curve for me no doubt…. I became a mechanic. Sorta. But the good news while we took our time attending to my truck, I got a ’79 Vespa. Tentatively nicknamed Roma… she rules.

Post flood and back to some normalcy.. There’s been some great shows in town with Shane Tutmarc and in an upcoming weekend I’ll be out of town with Run Kid Run. I can only hope to hit those drums as tough as Matt Jackson…

By late spring I’m usually due for a California fix. I was a little unnerved that this might not happen, but then I got a call and June 26th I’ll be out in Encinitas with The Almost. Stoked. Going to hang out and stay a bit.

Thanks, Almost.