05.12.04 | 3:33 p.m.

Yee. Haw.

When I’m not writing freelance articles on animal massages, I’m writing short travel pieces on Nashville. By short I mean 750 words.

Similar to my experience massaging cats and dogs, I, myself, have not been to the fine state of Tennessee.

Perhaps the two people who read this have? And assuming that the two of you are native Nashvillians, pray tell, what do y’all do there in 2004 that’s fun?

If you could let me know of some places, some sites, some "off beat" things to do the first couple weeks of October -- other than drinking Jack Daniels in your grammaw’s cellar with your cousin Jimmy on a Friday night – well that would put a right smile on my boxer-briefs.