Friday night in downtown Minneapolis, beautiful summer evening and everyone was so happy. Faces lifted towards the sundown over our modest skyline, we ordered our drinks and watched each other move across the streets from table to table and venue to venue. Wine was flowing and cocktails were bright and festive, and there were plates of fresh sumptuous appetizers served by smiling waitrons in clean black shirts and pants.
Suddenly, from around the corner, a chilling scream, an agonizing moan of impossible pain,and everyone ran to see. It was a convertabile, or a float, or maybe something of each, with three white guys and one black girl riding in it, faces twisted in confusion and panic. The guy who was driving was in a wheelchair, and he was fat and red headed, and hunched over himself in pain. He was clutching a bloody blue and white kitchen towel against his privates. Something was terribly wrong.
"We need a band! We need to talk to somebody who's been a band that this has happened to before! Someone who has been in a band will know what to do! HELP US!"
People came running from every direction. Cell phones flashed 9-1-1's all up and down the street, and as for me, I yelled to them, "Hennepin County Medical Center is right up the street! Just keep going straight"
Fat boy was very pale by now, almost in shock. "We don't want no stinking doc or fucking cops! We need a band! Someone send us a band!"
I thought the kid was about to die, or at least pass out. The sea of people up and down the street, and crowding every side street was thicker than the mothers day 5 k walk at the mall of america, people everywhere!
Suddently the car stopped. Fat boy sat up straight and wiped his tears. Silence.
Then, BOOOOOOOM an explosion of fireworks from the middle of the float, and all 4 kids lept to their feet, electric guitars blazing, pounding their fists in the air
"THIS KID IS ALL RIGHT THIS KID IS ALL RIGHT FRIDAY NIGHT IS ALL RIGHT"
Brilliant! An instant concert with an instant crowd, who by the way, once they realized what had happened hooted in delight! Street theater at it's best and they were part of it!
They shouted back "THIS KID IS ALL RIGHT THIS KID IS ALL RIGHT FRIDAY NIGHT IS ALL RIGHT" and the music started, and it was loud, and everyone laughed and danced.
blackout.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Saturday, April 10, 2010
two chickens in love
what were the chances? two people dressed up in chicken suits at the same bus stop?! but there they were, a guy in a guy chicken suit and a girl in a girl chicken suit (you could tell the difference in sex by their clothing, tiny skirt verus necktie). the boy chicken did not think much about this but the girl chicken did! in fact, she made it her business to sit beside him on the #5 line. turned out one of them was dressed in a chicken suit to entertain some children, the other one was going to be offering s food samples at a local grocer (guess what kind of food). and then they fell in love.
Good Morning America got wind of this story and featured them on their "who woulda thunk it?" wedding series. they gave the girl a lovely gown and a make-over (she needed it bad), and a diamond and sapphire ring that looked more like head gear as she had to wear it like braces. how awkward, i thought, but she didn't seem to mind.
on the plane on the way back from their honeymoon the captain warned everyone that there was going to be a bumpy landing. he didn't say any more than that, nor did he warn them to sit down and buckle up. he figured most of them were grown-ups so they should just know to do that. but most of them didn't know to do that, they were wandering around all over the place in-flight. it was more like a cargo plane than a passenger plane, and wander wander they did.
all of sudden BOOM! bumpy did not begin to describe it! people and stuff flying all over just like when the titanic went from horizontal to vertical. i heard one guy say "aw cool! i love this part! look at all the food trays on the ceiling!" must have been russell.
when the commotion ended, the captain finally came on the loudspeaker and said "ok folks, watch your step as you exit the aircraft. please step around the dead bodies and the puke spots".
and indeed i think that is very good advice for any of us who are experiencing bumpy landings. just step around the dead bodies and puke spots.
Good Morning America got wind of this story and featured them on their "who woulda thunk it?" wedding series. they gave the girl a lovely gown and a make-over (she needed it bad), and a diamond and sapphire ring that looked more like head gear as she had to wear it like braces. how awkward, i thought, but she didn't seem to mind.
on the plane on the way back from their honeymoon the captain warned everyone that there was going to be a bumpy landing. he didn't say any more than that, nor did he warn them to sit down and buckle up. he figured most of them were grown-ups so they should just know to do that. but most of them didn't know to do that, they were wandering around all over the place in-flight. it was more like a cargo plane than a passenger plane, and wander wander they did.
all of sudden BOOM! bumpy did not begin to describe it! people and stuff flying all over just like when the titanic went from horizontal to vertical. i heard one guy say "aw cool! i love this part! look at all the food trays on the ceiling!" must have been russell.
when the commotion ended, the captain finally came on the loudspeaker and said "ok folks, watch your step as you exit the aircraft. please step around the dead bodies and the puke spots".
and indeed i think that is very good advice for any of us who are experiencing bumpy landings. just step around the dead bodies and puke spots.
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