Come the weekend, well, I had some more time to kick around. One of the things I did was to hit up the local used book stores. The guy who runs the Book Garden --- holding its anniversary clearance sale, incidentally --- recognized me which isn't bad considering I've been in one or two times per year since 2012. He remarked about how I had lost a lot of weight recently, which is true, although I lost it in 2009. To be fair he kind of knew me as someone who came around tolerably regularly from about 1992 through 2009 first, and it takes so much time to overcome an impression like that.
Sunday was a beastly hot day, the hottest I'd endured the summer. It also struck me I hadn't been to the Popcorn Park Zoo in years. Well, fair enough considering the limited time. And that the coati I'd originally sponsored had died several years ago, as had the binturong they transferred my sponsorship to, and the next binturong after that first one passed away. I'm not sure who if anyone I'm sponsoring now. They did have a raccoon, named Peanut, who'd been rescued after having his head stuck in a peanut butter jar for months. (There was a hole in the base so he was able to drink and eat, but not well.) He was put in the shelter that used to be the coati's. I couldn't see him, though; if he was in at all --- and that could be erratic; you know how small rescue zoos can be --- he wasn't coming out of his shelter, possibly because it was early afternoon, possibly because it was ninety degrees above boiling. In the enclosure next to Peanut (?) I did see a rabbit, sprawled out and not deigning to bother with anyone. I don't know if this is a rescued animal, though, or something that realized an unoccupied cage was a pretty good deal. It was unlabelled.
I didn't spend long at the zoo, because it was way too hot. Even the animals were mostly hiding out of the sun. After reviewing my options I went over to the Silverball Museum, which might have been a mistake. It was a Sunday and there was some major concert going on outside the Stone Pony. There was barely any parking to be found, and I was on the last lap before giving up when I located something almost as far from the Silverball Museum as it's possible to get.
The Silverball Museum had its usual array of great machines. It had a couple new rarities too, such as Big Bang Bar which we'd seen in the VFW Pinball Museum but not elsewhere. And it's always fun playing good old electromechanical games, now that I've learned how to play them. But mostly I was feeling like I could get back to the hotel-home and get back online to see bunny_hugger again.
Trivia: After spending 1869 and 1870 as one of the first openly (and legitimately) professional baseball teams the Cincinnati Base Ball Club reverted to amateur play in 1871. Source: But Didn't We Have Fun? An Informal History of Baseball's Pioneer Era, 1843 - 1870, Peter Morris.
Currently Reading: The Mapmakers, John Noble Wilford.