down here, where we're at, all we do is sit out on the porch and play our songs, and nothing's wrong

Here are three more shots from Jim's Diner. I suppose I lied yesterday when i said it was "good food." It was the kind of all American, clogged artery inducing food you'd expect at a roadside diner. Fullfilling one's expectations can be good, though. The step-van is out behind the diner--it made me think of the Flannery O'Connor comment about the South not being Christ-centered, but Christ-haunted.