I hear that multiple times a day and each time I get a mild yankee panic attack about it. What if they forget? What nugget of information are you teasing me with right now that will be revealed later?!
Faithful readers: be strong. bear with me. I have good nuggets that i'll tell you about in a little while.
First off-bus stops down here are old fashioned and cool. Did you know that Forrest Gump sitting on the bench was filmed right here in Savannah? I didn't, but i do now.
Something about this place breeds...how do i say it: DOGS. Everywhere. Its not uncommon to see strays everyday. I came across a puddle of dog the other day. Nice and comfy snuggling on ghetto alley. Lots of folks seems to have inherited a stray dog too.
Doom.
Most anyone will tell you that SCAD has revitalized Savannah. They restore lots of old building into functioning if not vibrant spaces for art and design learning. Also, SCAD has restored a few classic diners around town, flipped them into student dining halls.
This is the back of Lee's. Not sure what happens at Lee's since its closed and hobo's hang out infront mostly. Looks fun anyway.
The first cross race went extraordinarily well, considering. With no specific cross training, far too much unhealthy living and barely riding, Dieter fought through 30 minutes of cramps for the final podium spot. That's perfect really, because if I had won it would be more the same. Instead i'm motivated and fitting in workouts. I need to beat those guys.
Tonight we attended the Nestor Cup banquet, the end-of-year gig for the unique little local racing scene here in town, run by one Belgian Nestor. Much to our pleasure, the guest speaker was a old Belgian superstar with maybe the coolest Belgian 'cross name ever (no stealing, Zayne). Ferdi van den Haute. Van. Den. Haute.
So hot.
That dude is for real. Check out his palmares. Nestor literally shed a tear introducing him. He told us about his job: detecting young talent, ages 9-14. If Haute thinks you're hot, at 14 you go to a cycling High School. Of course he made it clear that this was only in Flemish speaking Flanders, and that Wallone region is in shambles.
Now that its not caterpillar season the patio is looking nice. Well, except for the daily batch of half eaten acorns the fat, wasteful tree rats throw on us. I thought humans were wasteful.
This week I had a drawing breakthrough, i'm modeling garden tool handles and redesigning a POS cordless screwdriver. Sometimes I feel like i'm in way over my head. Wait, you mean me-mr. been-here-5-weeks has to redesign a power tool?
