I am the food gatherer tonight. Stef is with us. We called an order to the Lazy Dog. Sandwiches and other delights. Roxie rode shotgun and waited in the car while I picked up the grub. I wore a Yale sweatshirt. It kept me warm and made me look a lot smarter than I am.
On the way back I tuned around on the radio. There was a lo-fi sports broadcast at the end of the dial. UC Irvine was playing Pepperdine.
Yale has a bulldog. UCONN, a huskie husky. UC Irvine is the anteaters¹!
I love that name!
A popular chant among UCI students during athletic events is “Zot, Zot, Zot!” Zot is the sound made by the tongue of the anteater in the comic strip B.C. as it flicks out to catch an ant. – Wikipedia
California has other unusual team nicknames. UC Santa Barbara’s team are the Gauchos. UC Santa Cruz, banana slugs.
I need something anteater to wear.
¹ – Are the anteaters? I don’t know. And should the “A” be uppercase? Are they actually, The Anteaters? Quick, someone get me an English teacher.
When I worked on Elm Street I was in New Haven every day. Now my trips have a purpose. Today it was lunch with my friend Josh, formerly a publisher, now a do-gooder for the United Way.
We found a parking spot right in front of Prime-16 where we had lunch (Lamb burger with feta cheese–yum!).
Has New Haven heard I’m leaving? Is it trying to win me back? Parking was much too easy!
If all you know about New Haven is what you’ve heard on TV news, you have a terribly misleading impression. New Haven is loaded with restaurants and culture. It is a classic American city in every sense of the word. The center of New Haven is made for people on foot.
We took a quick walk across the Green. Flags at half staff. Too much of that. My thoughts turned toward Boston.
The trees are still bare, but there are plenty of buds. New Haven will soon be under its summer canopy. Right now there are enough open spots to include Yale in my photos.
There’s a Shake Shack in New Haven now. I need to try that before we leave.
As we walked down Chapel Street, Josh pointed down the alley that leads to Zinc Kitchen. What you see in the photo on the left (click o n the photo for a larger view) is what we saw, but only when you stand in the right spot. Pretty cool!
We’re moving where cities are planned. New Haven grew up more-or-less organically. I like that.
I was a judge today at the New Haven Board of Education’s annual Science Fair. It was held at Yale Commons adjacent to Woolsey Hall on campus. That means parking was a mess! No problem, I was sent a parking pass to put in my window.
Please park anywhere in the vicinity of Yale Commons (next to Woolsey Hall) where legal parking is available. This parking pass allows you to park without paying the meter on May 11th in an open, legal parking spot. Your parking permit should be clearly visible through the front windshield on the side closest to the curb.
You know where this is going, right?
The $20 ticket was literally on the windshield directly over the parking pass! You can’t make this stuff up.
A tighter squeeze is conducive to comedy. If you’re trying to be funny you’ll be funnier in close quarters!
Our phone is not unlisted. Still you won’t find us in the phone book or by calling directory assistance. The Fox phone is listed under a made up name!
Years ago a friend told me he was listed under a pun laden assumed name. Our listing is an homage to his.
I mention this to establish finding my home number isn’t easy.
26 years in Connecticut and I can’t remember anyone searching for it and calling… until a few weeks ago. That’s when I met Clair Kozlowski.
Clair was looking for an emcee for the “Lux et Trivia Challenge,” an event being held by the Rivendell Institute.
My role explained in two words: Alex Trebek.
I seem an unlikely choice for an organization dedicated to Christianity and scholarship, but they wanted me and I was glad to help. Anyway, I enjoy being a “quizmaster.”
Last night I headed downtown pulling into the Crown Street garage. Crown Street is the center of New Haven’s nightlife, probably the reason you have to prepay for parking! It’s easier to collect $8 before it’s been imbibed away.
The night started as everyone received a name tag. Nothing unusual there except it wasn’t your name! The tags represented famous and infamous Yale alums. No shortage there. I chose Meryl Streep.
The event itself was held in an older more sedate facility above the Crown Street nightlife. I’d guess around 150 people were crammed into a space more appropriate for 100. Maybe the fire marshal wouldn’t approve, but for my purposes it was perfect!
A tighter squeeze is conducive to comedy. If you’re trying to be funny you’ll be funnier in close quarters! It was like getting a full serving of “Emcee Helper.”
The night went well with an eclectic list of trivia questions some easy and others frustratingly difficult. Over three rounds the teams were whittled down until a group of four from Branford was the last standing.
Everyone seemed happy after a successful event. I headed home as Crown Street was starting to come-to-life.