I am thankful for tomfoolery, shenanigans, silliness, naughtiness and all of the materials that fuel such behavior, which is mainly alcohol. Thank you, alcohol!
I am thankful for all of my spies who provide tasty tidbits and scrumptious scoops of oh-so-tasty gossip. But mostly, I am most thankful for you, Boozie readers. If a tree falls in a forest but no one hears it, did it really fall? If a column runs in Lagniappe but no one reads it, did it really run? These thoughts are too deep to think about right now. Someone pour me a cocktail please and I’ll pour you one, while your read over my latest offering.
Crisis was narrowly averted in Fairhope last week. It seems the recent cold snap killed many of the flowers in the downtown beds and planters.
The city certainly couldn’t have wilted and/or dead flowers for the public to see (gasp!) — especially during the city’s annual tree lighting ceremony, even though they don’t really like “outsiders” to come to said lighting of tree.
Luckily, city officials and workers sprung into action and removed and replanted all of the affected flora and fauna just in the nick of time, as the paper of record for the city, The Fairhope Times, tweeted out last week.
No word on if the yucky people from “all over the area” turned it into a “pushing, shoving, free-for-all,” as one Fairhope blogger once described it, but at least we know the flowers looked fabulous as always. I expect nothing less from our area’s own little Pleasantville.
Speaking of Fairhope “problems,” it seems some of the city jail’s inmates were causing a real scene.
One of our spies, J.P. Camden, sent in this report:
“A couple of Dogwood Trail Maids in brightly colored, festive Southern-period hoop dresses recently found themselves behind bars at the old Fairhope jail. What were their crimes? Too bright? Too charming? Too radiant? Nope, no crimes at all! The old city jail is now part of the Fairhope Museum.
They were part of the Dogwood Trail Maids of Fairhope, who are goodwill ambassadors sponsored by the Eastern Shore Optimist Club, and who graced the 125th anniversary event of the founding of Fairhope as celebrated by the Fairhope Museum, Friends of the Museum, the city and a host of others on Friday, Nov. 15. The young ladies had other period-costumed folks about and the event seemed to come alive right out of the pages of the 19th century history books.
In addition to the festivities there were tasty treats and souvenirs like Fairhope anniversary pins and stickers. We can be thankful to Museum Director Alan Samry, city staff, the Friends and I am sure many others for making this wonderful celebration-in-the-making for 125 years the success it was. We can only hope that the next 125 years of Fairhope will also be bright ones full of accomplishment as we continue building on the rich, progressive, inclusive fraternal foundation our founders left us.”
We have no doubt it will be just as Fairhope fabulous in 125 years. Hope someone bailed those lovely ladies out!
Meanwhile on Dauphin Island
While folks in Fairhope, were worried about dying flowers and imprisoning floral maidens, some kind of craziness was going down on Dauphin Island. We’ve come to expect this from the Parkway, but the Island? Well, I mean.
I am not sure if they were offering meth hotcakes or just regular pancakes at the “Meth Church,” but either way it’s making me a little scratchy.
Well, kids, that’s all I got this week. Hope you all have a very safe and happy Thanksgiving! And just remember, whether rain or shine, dramatic or scandalous, or some plain ol’ meth pancake lovin’, I will be there! Ciao!
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