TheologicaL TAR

I know we’ve all gotten those email fwds that have the pictures of the various church signs- go to church or the devil will get you- that sort of thing- but you never think those things are actually real. Enter friends Mark and Cory who were taking a leisurely drive through scenic Williamson and Maury counties last night; apparently doing some male bonding or whatever, but driving wherever the road may lead them. Somewhere south of Spring Hill, all of a sudden Mark spots something worth doing a double take for, so he whips the car around to get a second look. Cory assumes that they are lost. No, Mark says, we’re not lost. You’re gonna wanna see this. And then they pull up to the Macedonia Freewill Baptist Church and out they hop from the car and take this picture for the rest of us to enjoy. Seriously, I opened this picture up at work and said aloud, Now THAT ain’t right.

Happy Birthday TAR!

Can you believe it? Our little That Ain't Right blog turns one year old this month. TAR has served to document all of the little social snafus and fashion faux pas we have encountered over the past year.

TAR was born on a hot summer day at Six Flags over Kentucky Kingdom. One of our founders, Lisa, was fond of the phrase, and attached it to any sighting of heinousness we saw throughout the park that day. The idea for the blog was conceptualized in the days following, and the rest is history.

I'm happy to say that the TAR blog has brought us much laughter throughout the past year. It has grown from "something to pass the time" to an institution, with readership far and wide. TAR also marks the beginning of a friendship for six beautiful, intelligent and witty women.

On behalf of Lisa, Sarah, Emily, Amanda, Rhonda and myself, we would like to thank you for your faithfulness in reading.

Please feel free to leave comments about your favorite TAR moments throughout the past year. And as always, happy TAR-ing!

Florida Fried Chicken

In the 25 years I have been walking around on this earth, I have never, ever, seen a Caucasian human being with a tan like this guy. I spotted this nugget of fried chicken while in Clearwater last weekend. It's evident that this gentleman enjoys the constant attention provided by Florida's UV index of 10. It was fascination with the abomination. I could not look away.

As if this wallering ball of melanoma wasn't enough, he chain smoked for the three hours I was poolside. I wonder if his lungs are just as black...