No Shit.

I’m starting to think the entire Myrtle Beach area is on tape delay.  Not only do news stories take days to hit our paper, but today at lunchtime, someone broke into a radio broadcast on the local country station to tell me that Jerry Reed had died.  I blogged about it yesterday.  Jesus.

I can’t wait to get my hurricane evacuation order from Governor Sanford.  “Get out, Myrtle, the eye of the storm is in your living room!”

Heaven Got the Gold Mine, We Got the Shaft.

Jerry Reed has died (thanks for the tip, loyal reader J).  Those of you who suffered through “East Bound and Down” on my summer mix CD know that my love for him and my poor musical taste know no bounds.  Godspeed, Jerry.  I know you will be right at home in that great Trans Am in the sky.

Update:  Jalopy Journal has an epic Jerry Reed appreciation thread up.