1/8/2023

 

Weekly Update 1/8/2023

Monday night football was rather frightening, with the Damar Hamlin injury. I think everyone who was watching knew immediately that something was terribly wrong, this wasn’t the normal twisted ankle that sometimes happens. I’m glad they didn’t continue the game, and it really didn’t matter that much as both teams already were going to the playoffs. I was happy to learn the next day that he was recovering.

I started volunteering again at City Hall. I thought I was going to continue with a project that I haven’t worked on in a long time, creating the database for contracts from the late 1800s and early 1900s. But instead, I’m working with employee records. Before everything was kept digitally, there was a card file for each employee with wage increases recorded. It’s interesting to see someone starting as a “cemetery worker” (probably grave digger) at $1 a day. Must have been before unions, as well.

DH wasn’t as bad as I had anticipated. January is a very slow month for tourists. It can be very boring, twiddling my thumbs as I wait for one or two people (or none at all) to come for a tour. But I had enough people to make all my tours interesting. In fact, on the last last tour, three of the visitors and I continued talking about all sorts of stuff – DH, the preservation movement in Savannah, the role that automobiles played in the urban flight decay, even Sherman in Savannah. Once I get going, it’s hard for me to shut up. When I looked at my clock, I had only five minutes to get to the British Mystery book club meeting at TLC. I walked in late, but I made it. It was one of the better discussions lately.

Friday was the holiday party for the Victorian Society. For a few years, they’ve done a Twelfth Night party instead a Christmas, trying to avoid some conflicts with other parties during the holiday season. It was at the Stephen Williams House in downtown Savannah. Built in 1835, and renovated in 1851, it is now an Inn and antique store, and it is lovely.

Saturday, I was determined to go to the Sit and Knit club again. It’s been a while since I was there. Before I joined the other knitters, I went to Tom Tripplet Park, where I sometimes walk. The parking lot was full, and I had to park along the street! I’ve never seen more than three cars there, so this was amazing. There were not a lot of walkers on the loop, so I think there was probably a disc golf tournament going on. I saw men pulling carts that held maybe 15 frisbees, just like a golfer with all his irons and woods. Do you need a different size of color frisbee on the course, like a putter or a 9 iron? I’m sure I don’t know.

Snooty underwent surgery this week. He’s been looking a little flat, and (much unlike me) needed to gain some weight. So I fluffed him up with new stuffing. I think he likes it.

Since the end of the regular season of the NFL was this week, I wanted to go to a bar to watch the games. I’d been watching on the Red Zone on tv, but that can be a little fast paced for my slow brain. I had an unpleasant experience at the Boston Pizza a few weeks ago, and The R Bar seemed to be too far away and I’d miss some of the later games, so I simply went to World of Beer. It was not crowded, and I think it’s the deadest sports bar I’ve ever been to. But I got a good seat, and ordered a beer and some nachos. The only problem was that the Bills games was on the tv right next to TB and the Bucs. I didn’t want to watch him, and luckily didn’t have to for long because he was pulled. The Bills had some ups and downs in the game, but came out with a good win. Onward to the playoffs!

Adrian is wonderful!  Of Course!