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The Rocky Horror Picture Show
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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Saturday night and I've planned something a little different for staff and the boy. I've gotten tickets to the midnight playing of the Rocky Horror Picture Show (the play, not the movie) at the Pumphouse Theatre.
So I've picked up the boy and we're at the Pumphouse, I've introduced him to my colleagues, he's met the Nephew last year at the Rocky Horror (the Movie), but G, the salad chef, new hostess, these are all new to him.
G's concerned that "it better not be some sort of gay show", he's getting that vibe from the costumed patrons, but there are enough females present to keep his attention. And the Nephew is telling the boy about how last weekend G and him were on their way to a party after the bar when they walked into the wrong house, they call out for someone, it hasn't dawned on them and this older woman comes out, she tells them they've got the right house, if they'll just stay put she'll change and they can party with her....
And G has somehow taken over the story and is explaining it, translating from the nephew's heavy accent what happened and verifying what happened, the only difference in his telling is that the nephew wanted to stay and party with the woman....
They excuse themselves and leave, finding the real party....
The boy is laughing, these are stories that lose an awful lot during my retelling to get them directly from the source, independent corroboration, it's hilarious, and he's gotten out his iPod to film G telling the story...
***The first half of the play passes, it's exactly what you'd expect from the Pumphouse, a "glee" styled production with modest audience participation, the Nephew and G are not so into it, the Nephew checking his texts, G staring with his jaw-down and a slack, glazed expression on his face.
*** In the intermission G and the Nephew inquire if it would be rude to leave, I assure them that yes, yes it would, they consent to stay if I agree to buy them a couple of beer.
I give in.
Meanwhile the salad and hostess are having the time of their life, this is their cup of tea. Happy now with beer in hand, the boy with his iPod on record, I bait the Nephew "Tell the boy about the transsexual prostitutes...."
He's too happy to oblige. And once again the boy is in paroxysms of laughter, unable to hold the camera straight..."transsexuals, they are the best and the cheapest...", boy bent double, iPod in general direction of nephew, "...and my friends say 'hey, look, she has balls'" and I look...."
Around this point I realize I've just discovered the next Karl Pilkington, that I need to follow him around with a video camera and record his witticisms and observations and my fortune will be made, I ban the boy from posting these things onto the internet, for personal amusement and proof to his friends what an insane world it is, fine, ....
The Rocky Horror, it was what it was, OK, intermittent sound and occasionally monotone lyrics. Exactly what I would have expected. The company, on the other hand, was admirable and just the proof I needed...
Skagway
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Miscellany
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Skagway is nice. An entirely tourist driven economy - it's a stop for the cruise ships - so a few restaurants and lots of pricey gift shops selling native carvings, crafts, mammoth ivory and carved moose antlers, rock shops, other assorted kitsch.
We grab a bite and then check on the Ferry timetable - all in all, Skagway takes about 2 hours to walk around and get a feel for. It's pretty tiny. Initially it was the gateway to the Yukon, prospectors going over the White Pass by rail or on foot, now it's just a stop for cruise ships....
The Ferry leaves the next morning at 6:00 AM, we have to be at the gate an hour before, and so we look for a hotel. 2 in town, There are no vacancies.
Even the staff are surprised.
We go out to a nearby beach, searching for tide pools or small things of interest, nothing really, kill some time, returning to Skagway we pass a hotel that has just put up a vacancy sign - a single room, 2 beds, and we're in luck. I didn't trust myself to wake up in the wilderness at 5:00 AM to get on the Ferry, this solves that problem...
And, that solved, we go for dinner, and on the way we pass a vaudeville show - the Days of '98 Show. The daughter, she's not interested, is in fact mad at me for considering it, and vents her anger upon me when I confirm we're going. The show starts in a half hour, to pass the time we gamble in their mock casino with play money. The girl has a taste for this....And from there into the play.
Now she's resisting, she didn't want to go and so she's refusing to have a good time, looking out of the corner of her eye at the players, finally looking at them straight on, it's amusing, good natured, it's the story of Soapy Smith, well done, not too long and at the end, the daughter, despite herself she enjoyed it.
That done we go for dinner. Tasty Thai food. And then the hotel to sleep and wake up much too early and get on the Ferry....
Ryan Matthew - Oddities
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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Some very good photos of a collection of curios and oddities, as assembled by Ryan Matthews.
Cool.
Link: Ryan Matthews
8 Amazing Garage Sale Finds
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Found
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This from Mental Floss - 8 Amazing Garage Sale Finds. More the kind of treasures I'm likely to happen upon...
Link: http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/96415
Although, in truth, I think there have been far, far better finds. They just haven't been reported...
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