Best of all, a notice for the upcoming (Mar 1, 2, 3) 20th anniversary McNairy County Hee Haw.
Now I'm seriously tempted to return to Michie for that. Seriously seriously.
But for now, I stock up on gas, apple juice, a $1 sandwich (which turns out better than that price would indicate), chocolate, bubble gum (sour apple, watermelon and grape flavours) and get back on the road.
Half a mile further on, I zip past Bettie Lou's Diner. That grabs me, so I skid scarily into the next possible parking lot to turn around, warranting a honk from the startled guy behind me. Zip back up the road to Bettie Lou's. I'm planning to waltz in there singing these words:
- Hello Betty Lou
Sweet Betty Lou
I'm so in love with you
I knew Betty Lou
We'd never part
So hello Betty Lou
You passed me by one sunny day
Flashed those big brown eyes my way
And ooh I wanted you forever more
Now I'm not one that gets around
I swear my feet stuck to the ground
And though I never did meet you before.
(etc and all that)
"Sorry We're Closed", it says. Oh Bettie Lou, Bettie Lou! (Isn't there another song like that?)
(Wait a minute, that's "Hello Mary Lou". Well, never mind. Sorry, Ricky Nelson).
But song or no song, I'm not going to be denied the pleasure of eating at, or at least sort of near, a Diner. So I park under a tree right there and solemnly munch through my $1 sandwich and the chocolate bar, with sour apple flavoured gum by way of dessert.