Wooo, Pig! Sooie! Go Razorbacks!Yes, that is the official, university-sanctioned spelling.
Awww, Fayetteville. I do love this town with all its winding, tree-lined streets, the old, old houses and so many good memories. Been working the past two days, but hanging out in the evenings with Scott, Jackie, Andy and Jen.
Scott and Jackie took me on a tour of town last night, past my old apartments, the
paper, down Dickson Street and to the Catfish Hole, where, as you might assume, we ate catfish, green-tomaot relish and hushpuppies that must be cooked with crack, because you cannot stop eating them, and they bring out bowl after bowl, brimming with the crispy-fried nuggets of cornbready goodness.All the time I lived here, people kept telling me I'd just never had catfish prepared correctly, because I never liked it. They were right. The Catfish Hole rocks.
Ate some Penguin Ed's barbecue, got my margarita on at Jose's tonight, visited the University of Arkansas campus and Wilson Park and spent a lot of time catching up, reminiscing and laughing. Especially about the paper, the people we worked with and some of the stories we did.
One of our favorites: Back in the day, Fayetteville was still a pretty small town, and rumors started flying that our favorite Chinese restaurant was serving cat meat. The editor made one of the reporters interview the owner so he could put the rumors to rest. The owner's best quote: "We NO kitty here!"
Another: The time our editor decided to write a cutsie column about his puppy liking to take showers. He decided the paper needed a photo to go with it, so he took it himself, not realizing that the chrome strip down the side of the shower stall would catch his reflection -- balls-out naked.
That was, in fact, more frightening than funny.
Speaking of pictures, I got a few photo lessons from Scott, which is a real treat. We also came to the amazing realization that Scott, Jackie and I have known each other for 17 years. Almost half our lives. I used to babysit their son when he was 2. Now he's 19.
Tomorrow, Jackie and I are off to Gentry to visit the Wild Wilderness Safari Park and my lemurs.
Meanwhile, here are some views of Fayetteville. Above, Wilson Park; below, Razorback Stadium.
2 comments:
Please tell us the "balls-out naked" photo never saw print.
And are you sure he didn't know he'd be sharing his privates with the staff? Some editors (nay, most editors) are creepy, as you must know (present company excluded, of course)....
Photoshop, baby, Photoshop.
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