Nothing like meeting up with my old friend Carlos T. Dogg on the road.

He was coming from Virginia Beach, where he'd spent the summer working for the government. I'd just sputtered into town from Austin, TX.

After checking into our plush hotel on Uncle Sam's dime we went to dinner and ended up sitting next to a Riverdance touring company. The following evening it was a late night with a group of Atlanta locals and fellow Friends of Bud, who'd read my web site and treated us with some good ol' southern comfort.