Some random thoughts on the first full week after the holidays.
First of all, no.
That was my answer when many of you asked whether I cooked a whole hog over the holidays. I'd tentatively planned to do so in my backyard starting on New Year's Eve and then enjoy the ensuing festival of pork about the time the Gator Bowl kicked off at noon.
But I missed the pig-ordering deadline at Piggly Wiggly, which seemed fortuitous when I awoke late New Year's morning to torrents of rain.
The next day, with rain still falling, I took my three sons bowling. At least, I took them to the bowling alley, where we discovered that it was league night and that the wait for an open lane would be about two hours.
Still, we sat at a table for a while and watched the bowlers take their practice rounds. When we bowl, we goof around a lot because we're terrible, so it was interesting to watch people taking bowling seriously and being good at it.
But not interesting enough to wait for two hours. So I asked the boys what they wanted to do, and they voted unanimously to "go to Walmart and walk around."
Is this a fun city or what?
Granted, it was raining cats and dogs.
So we went to Walmart, which seemed fortuitous because we found and purchased the entire third season of "MacGyver" on DVD.
Like I said, is this a fun city or what?
Earlier in the week, before the rain hit, we played disc golf at Flat Rock Park and hiked the Overlook Loop at Pine Mountain.
A good time was had by all.
Speaking of good times, while you Auburn fans were basking in the California sunshine last weekend and preparing to scare the daylights out of the Seminoles, my family was at historic Legion Field in glorious Birmingham, Ala., watching our Vanderbilt Commodores become Compass Bowl champions.
Yes, we beat the fourth-place team in the American Athletic Conference, whatever that is. And yes, it was freezing, which didn't stop my 13-year-
old son from removing his jacket at kickoff to reveal a "Star V" on his bare chest.
He stayed that way throughout the game, which motivated his fellow Vandy fans but apparently did nothing to keep our head coach from entertaining offers from nearly every other football team in America.
By the way, Saw's BBQ in Homewood has great ribs.
Anyway, when I went back to work on Monday, it was 12 degrees, as I'm sure you noticed. I also noticed quite a few cars stalled along J.R. Allen Parkway.
In fact, this past week seemed to prove that anything containing fluids doesn't function well in arctic temperatures. That includes automobiles, plumbing pipes, human beings and pets.
This all ended quite suddenly on Friday, when the forecast called for a high of 55 and a low of 55.
That's pretty weird.
And thus begins another year.
Dimon Kendrick-Holmes, executive editor, email@example.com.