The title of this entry refers to the fact that Lynchburg is the home of Jerry Falwell. I'm less than impressed with his policies and his rhetoric. I hope he comes to Chapel Hill sometime just so there's a greater chance of his brain melting and dripping out his ears.
The question of when we go home is up in the air. It may be tomorrow (if we can arrange for someone to feed the cats) or it may be later today (late afternoonish). I haven't decided which one I would prefer -- probably today, but it's a tossup.
Time to go get some lunch.