As mentioned in the previous post, Nashville blogger fave Mothership BBQ is on the verge of closing its doors.

Location has always been an issue, being on a side street in Berry Hill that just doesn’t get much drive-by traffic at all. Here in Memphis, where BBQ is the only other King besides Elvis, I don’t think our major BBQ places could survive without being in a good location for driving weekday business lunch traffic (or within walking distance downtown for the lunchtime crowd), plus most are in fairly high traffic areas anyway, day or night. I’m sure most do well in the evenings too, but the lunch crowds are probably the meat (pun intended) of the business for many.

Other factors include zoning laws that disallow beer being sold at the establishment. In Memphis, no cold brew with your ‘cue would be flatly unheard of and probably result in a riot.

Jim has found a location in Nashville that is available, where he can sell beer, and that is in a high-traffic area where folks are lined up out the door at lunchtime at other restaurants in the area, among many other improvements. The faithful regular crowd of bloggers and their families, as well as other regulars, will most certainly follow him to his new location as well. There are people in the Nashville area who eat there every single week and some, multiple times a week. This great place, which has gotten consistently excellent reviews and publicity since it opened, has a definite and loyal following, but a move to the new location would likely increase that regular crowd immensely, and bring in new customers constantly.

I’ll let him tell you the rest about the situation and the fine details, just click here.

And here’s a brand new update to the above from Jim with some more specific details. Be sure and read both for a look at the big picture.

In any case, if you’re always looking for potential investments or know someone who might be interested, I urge you to get in touch with Jim ASAP and find out more. Fondly known among the Nashville blogging community as Knuck, Jim’s a good, straight up, and honest guy who always just tells it like it is, which he did on the Mothership’s blog this week. And if you’re interested in possibly investing in Nashville’s best BBQ, he’s got lots more information to share and can answer any questions you may have.

The details are on the Mothership BBQ blog or you can contact Jim directly at (615) 269-7150.

I can guarantee you that if you are interested and can help save the Mothership, you can count on having not only the constant and consistent business, but also undying gratitude, of a bunch of Nashville and other Tennessee bloggers - a group in number that is already large and consistently growing, and reaches across the entire state - their families and friends, and some other regulars (like a top news dude in Nashville who I hear eats there constantly) - as well as many other new regular customers, I’m sure, that just haven’t found the place yet due to its location issues.

Thanks for reading!

If you’re able and so inclined… I know it will be much appreciated.

Late last night (early this morning actually) I asked for extra thoughts/wishes/prayers towards East Tennessee for the Oak Ridge family of GAC/BJ, AT, & their two little boys at Atomic Tumor, as things had taken a turn for much worse overnight.

Very saddened to report that this morning, she is gone.

Even though I never knew BJ personally, I am honored to have been able to get to know her thru AT’s words. As well as so many wonderful things I heard about her, and them both, from others that knew them, some of whom are my own friends, acquaintances. I am grateful to have had this all too brief opportunity to learn about her and her - again, all too brief - life. 29 years old is too soon to have to leave, especially with two young children.

This tragedy has touched so many hearts all over the country, all over the world now. BJ will live on through AT’s love for her and through their sons, most definitely; and through the memories of their good friends and family. But she will also live on through the hearts of all the hundreds, thousands of people who have been witnessing this electronically over there the last few weeks as well, all those with whom AT shared her in his grief and pain. I think it changed the world a little bit and has made it a little bit better place today.

I think it would have anyway, even if it had had a happier ending, if she was awake and with her husband and her boys today instead. I wish that’s how it had turned out. I wish there were more I could do.

AT, their sons, and all their many family & friends could use your prayers, thoughts, wishes, whatever it is you do, more than ever now and in the coming weeks, especially with the holidays afoot. I thank you for whatever it is you choose to do, if you do so.

So, last night I was shopping at one of our fine local grocery establishments (rhymes with giggly ziggly), when a small electrical fire broke out in the vicinity of the store where your Intrepid Blonde Blogger was perusing potential edibles for the evening’s dinner.

I was just a few feet away from it but didn’t actually see it, as it was around the corner from the aisle where I was standing - which was actually the corner I was next intending to round on my way to the frozen vegetables. But the rising smoke from around the corner and stocker dude standing at the foot of the aisle looking at me frantically with one hand up, going “Ma’am, back up please. PLEASE back up, ma’am” - probably would have tipped me off soon enough. And if not that, the store manager with the fire extinguisher arriving on the scene, certainly.

I wasn’t in the general area but a couple more minutes, grabbing what else I needed to and getting the hell out of there pretty quick. Even within just a few minutes, the smoke was getting pretty icky and the smell was just plain awful.

Ugh. Obviously I was there just long enough and just close enough to get a nice little dose of for-real smoke inhalation. I can’t get loose of the smell!!!!

I get home and change clothes immediately - which I was gonna do anyway. Hair - eh. Couldn’t do much about that, at the moment anyway. But smell, smell, smell. It won’t go away.

It has now been over eight hours since I left the store. I have showered and washed my hair TWICE.

IT WON’T GO AWAY. I can still smell it, and obviously it’s not on me, it’s IN me. ICK.

I mean, it’s not constant. Just, like, every five or ten minutes it’s back again. Yuck.

This is worse than when I was in high school and college and our TV at home kept getting zapped by lightning. Several times I’d come home late at night on the weekends and I’d open the front door and that smell would just hit you in the face. But it wasn’t, like, stuck in my nose and head forever. Of course, maybe that’s because I was never there in the room when it happened.

I hope it’s not going to be like this all weekend. Blah. It’s going to go away soon, right? Please?

PS - Anyone who’s been following the situation at Atomic Tumor… things have worsened extremely and I think she needs nothing short of a miracle now. But please continue to keep BJ, and especially AT and their children in thoughts, prayers, wishes - whatever it is you choose to do. I think AT & the boys probably need prayers and thoughts for strength and getting thru all this more than ever right now… thanks.

A quick turn thru some of my usual blog haunts this evening turned up a situation I cannot even comprehend the horror of. Even though my better half is not here with me right now, I am ever so grateful tonight knowing he is safe and well.

Prayers, or if you’re not the praying kind, good thoughts & karma for some folks who could really use it right about now… thanks much.