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Saturday, February 03, 2007

Three Stories

Blogging will be light this weekend, in large part because we South Floridians are gearing up to host Super Bowl XLI -- it's a madhouse down here. So, I'll tell you what we'll do. Here are three Miami snapshots, depicting random, even funky scenes.

Provide a caption, explanation or even a novella short-story, about each.

Ready?


FIRST PHOTO


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  • Ooh! Me first!

    Wanda, the aging activist, decided to take her mother Magda to the lake for the day.

    Feeling stressed out after her Code Pink meeting, she knew there would be no better time to relax with her pet bird, Medea.

    Having gotten the gypsy elder's permission to get her mum out of the encampment, the two ladies were agog with excitement at their waterside feast with avarian entertainment.

    But would their caged bird sing like a canary to her PETA pals about his cruel enforced confinement?!

    Suddenly, they saw a boat...

    By Blogger vbspurs, at Sat Feb 03, 01:34:00 am GMT-5  

  • First, I have been quite eagerly anticipating Super Sundries Blogging! (Weak Tea)Carnivale with jockstraps!

    The Joads went to the edge of the water to search for green light on the dock across the lake...but Daisy, like prosperity, was not just around the corner. They left, for Oklahoma, for better times... The Great Wrathful Grapes of Gatsby (a duo prequel)

    By Blogger Ron, at Sat Feb 03, 03:22:00 am GMT-5  

  • First, I have been quite eagerly anticipating Super Sundries Blogging! (Weak Tea)Carnivale with jockstraps!

    Well, I'm going to try to go around, to check out the stadium well before match time. We'll see if I am successful.

    Sunday will be busy though, and I won't be blogging much. :(

    By Blogger vbspurs, at Sat Feb 03, 01:23:00 pm GMT-5  

  • The Joads went to the edge of the water to search for green light on the dock across the lake...but Daisy, like prosperity, was not just around the corner. They left, for Oklahoma, for better times... The Great Wrathful Grapes of Gatsby (a duo prequel)

    Ooh. Ford meets Clayton, eh?

    One, smokey, dismal, claustrophic, and yet grand.

    The other grand, upbeat, hedonistic, and yet claustrophic.

    The twin American stories of success and failure, I like it!

    Tonight, I'll tell you under what circumstances I saw these women near the water's edge. I don't want to spoil anyone's story, with boring details. ;)

    Cheers,
    Victoria

    By Blogger vbspurs, at Sat Feb 03, 01:26:00 pm GMT-5  

  • OT, from the Astaire posts!

    Thought you'd find this funny, from a review of the Lennon/Ono film, Imagine:




    I had a chance to see Fred's brief appearance in the John Lennon - Yoko Ono film, Imagine, last evening. It's an odd sequence consisting entirely of various celebrities like Dick Cavett, Jack Palance, George Harrison, and others, taking turns walking into a white room in the company of Yoko, walking up to a sun-drenched window, and simply looking out of it. I am sure that this sequence has some deep, profound meaning. (Although, I have occasionally walked through a door and up to a window, failing to appreciate the cosmic significance of my actions. Too shallow, I guess.)

    Astaire's scene, or "moment in the sun," is amusing enough. Unlike the aforementioned celebrities, Astaire does not appear entirely satisfied the first time he and Yoko walk through the door. (There is no dialogue. The audio consists, in Astaire's case, of "show biz" music.)

    So John opens the door, Yoko enters slightly ahead Fred, while locked arm in arm with him. Fred objects. "Let's do it again," he appears to say. John seems confused. "What are you talking about? You're just entering a door," he seems to be thinking. Take two. Yoko enters, Fred again a split second later. He still doesn't like it. "Just one more time." Back out the door they go. Take three. Finally, we see what Astaire was getting at as the two of them shoe horn themselves through the door simultaneously, walk over to the window and admire the ("nice bright") sunshine. I know that Fred was a perfectionist -- but he's just walking through a door, for goodness sakes!

    The irony of this is that, while the segment runs about 27 seconds, it has taken me more than ten minutes to describe it.

    By Blogger Ron, at Sat Feb 03, 05:37:00 pm GMT-5  

  • I had a chance to see Fred's brief appearance in the John Lennon - Yoko Ono film, Imagine, last evening.

    You what? That I gotta see!

    It's an odd sequence consisting entirely of various celebrities like Dick Cavett, Jack Palance, George Harrison, and others, taking turns walking into a white room in the company of Yoko, walking up to a sun-drenched window, and simply looking out of it. I am sure that this sequence has some deep, profound meaning.

    Right. I'm sure it's as deep as those Mickey Mouse looking characters in The Yellow Submarine, which signify the insidious poison of corporate America. You watch, Ron, you watch.

    (Although, I have occasionally walked through a door and up to a window, failing to appreciate the cosmic significance of my actions. Too shallow, I guess.)

    Oh yeah, we're all of us shallow compared to the luminous, advanced soul that is Yoko Ono.

    Astaire's scene, or "moment in the sun," is amusing enough. Unlike the aforementioned celebrities, Astaire does not appear entirely satisfied the first time he and Yoko walk through the door. (There is no dialogue. The audio consists, in Astaire's case, of "show biz" music.)

    There's NO! business! like SHOW! business, I know!

    Oy.

    So John opens the door, Yoko enters slightly ahead Fred, while locked arm in arm with him. Fred objects. "Let's do it again," he appears to say. John seems confused. "What are you talking about? You're just entering a door," he seems to be thinking. Take two. Yoko enters, Fred again a split second later. He still doesn't like it. "Just one more time." Back out the door they go. Take three. Finally, we see what Astaire was getting at as the two of them shoe horn themselves through the door simultaneously, walk over to the window and admire the ("nice bright") sunshine. I know that Fred was a perfectionist -- but he's just walking through a door, for goodness sakes!

    Right, but they're making a statement about perfectionism, in the scope of the mundaneness of life. That it's all vanity and folly, tout passe, tout passe...

    Or something.

    The irony of this is that, while the segment runs about 27 seconds, it has taken me more than ten minutes to describe it.

    Aww, thanks for that Ron.

    For your troubles, I will watch Imagine to check out this one scene!

    So you inspired something which I never would want to do...watch John and Yoko on celluloid again.

    I thought I had seen enough unshaven armpit hair, to last me a lifetime.

    Cheers,
    Victoria

    By Blogger vbspurs, at Sun Feb 04, 12:48:00 am GMT-5  

  • I don't know if I did a good enough job of saying that I was not the reviewer, but merely a finder of this review...

    I like the idea that Astaire makes the damnable hippies go through 3 takes! His sister, Adele, used to complain about Fred's constant insistance on multiple takes..."Moaning Minnie" she called him.

    I liked your Althousian meta-comment on commenting styles on Althouse a lot!

    Even in small things you provide delight!

    By Blogger Ron, at Sun Feb 04, 01:08:00 am GMT-5  

  • Go Colts!

    By Blogger Ron, at Sun Feb 04, 01:10:00 am GMT-5  

  • In the interests of full disclosure, Victoria, I am quite a large Beatle fan, armpit hair or no...

    Ono...that's another question.

    By Blogger Ron, at Sun Feb 04, 01:24:00 am GMT-5  

  • Yeah, but Ron, what are your views on Yellow Submarine, which we had to watch in my advanced Politics class in the 11th grade (our teacher was an ex-hippy)?

    The answer may well be a disqualificatory friendship, alas.

    P.S.: GO COLTS TOO!

    Cheers,
    Victoria

    By Blogger vbspurs, at Sun Feb 04, 12:49:00 pm GMT-5  

  • hmmm...Well, I don't mind Yellow Sub, but as a children's cartoon, not politics! Good Gravy! But reading all sort of anti-American politics into it, makes it ugly squared! If you need a cartoon Ringo to teach you your political views...well, wake up and smell the brie! It ain't so good!

    Still friends? :0

    By Blogger Ron, at Sun Feb 04, 01:31:00 pm GMT-5  

  • Royal "you" used here, of course!

    By Blogger Ron, at Sun Feb 04, 01:46:00 pm GMT-5  

  • Still friends. And Stilton. :)

    Cheers,
    Victoria

    By Blogger vbspurs, at Sun Feb 04, 03:22:00 pm GMT-5  

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