Don't It Make You Wanna Go Home

Thomas Wolfe and Joe South both nailed it.

My wife and I just finished a short vacation-within-a-vacation at the resort area I've always called my Favorite Place On Earth.

Sadly, I may have to rethink that notion. The area is overdeveloped beyond recognition. That, and the ultra-corrupt local political situation have made it the worst of all possible worlds: a paved-over tourist trip operated by backward-thinking yokels who don't even bother to conceal their hatred of the out-of-towners who drive in every weekend twixt Memorial Day and Labor Day, intent on blowing as much dough as possible.

Sorta like the worst of Florida, only with crappy weather six months out of the year.

There is, alas, no future in the past; the only real remedy is forward momentum. If my little trip down Memory Lane (now featuring a Starbucks on every block) has showed me anything, it's that it's high time to get my career back on track...

...and leave the Rank Strangers behind (with the emphasis on the "rank").

Onward and upward.