There will be a real T'Day post later, but for now, this is what you get.
On the way home from Cayce & Matt's place today, we ran into a major traffic snarl on I-24. This forced us eventually off the road and into the Tennessee Welcome Center at the Georgia/TN border. The obstruction,was described by the TN DOT kiosk as an "incident," which was very fucking helpful and told us nothing of value. The "incident" created a giant double line of pissed off people in cars, a huge double line for the bathroom, and an immensely populous rest station filled with people and smaller people and their dogs, all confused, late, irritated and squinty. When your wife is poring over maps and smoking a cigarette and it's your job to corral the kids for a few minutes and additionally entertain yourself, there're a lot more boring things that you could do than take pictures of the other people at the rest stop.
(special thanks to Matt for reminding me this morning that Animoto existed)