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Friday, May 27
Zero's Friday Five
I'm still feeling a little Star Warsy this week. I've seen Revenge of The Sith twice now, which really upsets me because I had originally intended not to see it at all. But, you know something? It's a pretty decent movie. It's still crap compared to the original trilogy but... relying that much on special effects and that little on acting or good story telling will net you the mediochre label every single time. I digress.
It's time again for Zero's Friday Five, and being in a Star Wars kinda mood, I'd like to present to you all 5 quotes from the Star Wars films, in which I've changed one or two words in the interest of making things a bit funny. Can you spot the missing words? If you can, you may unveil a hidden message! Or not... But, a hidden message would be neat, wouldn't it? I promise nothing. On with the Friday Five!
1. Jabba doesn't have time for smugglers who crap their pants at the first sign of an Imperial Cruiser!
2. She must have hidden the plans in her fanny. Send a detachment down to retrieve them. See to it personally, Commander.
3. Obi-Wan and The Heartbreakers don't trust me!
4. General Veers, prepare your anus for a surface assault.
5. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to childhood obesity.
And there you have it; a quick Friday Five. I invite you to change around your favorite quotes in the "Intentionally Misheard Quotes" thread in the "Your Favorite Quote" sub of TKOP's very own free forums... and say Hi to Evelynne_Darkstar while you're there. She mods the thing :)
You are now free to move about the TKOP.
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posted by: Zero @ 5:21 AM
Wednesday, May 25
Gift-giving
Our lives are filled through each year with various occasions that require the giving of a gift - or at least politely suggest it with the strongarm of peer pressure and tradition. Often, I have difficulty deciding what is the right sort of thing to get someone for Christmas, birthday, graduation, [Generic Hallmark Holiday] etc., and I have no doubt there are other folks in the same boat. I'm so glad that I've at least found this list of things to -not- get for anybody, for any reason.
- Li'l Naturalist Hornet Farm.
- The Duncan Yo -- Goes down, never comes back. Teaches children about warranties.
- 5,200 Pick Up -- a jumbo deck of cards that lets kids play a larger version of their favorite game.
- The "Learn About Puberty Chia Pet".
- Supersoaker 9000: For use on those hard to reach targets; NFL referees, low flying planes, and many more. At close range it can strip paint, clean rusty grills, and dig utility trenches.
- The Laff-O-Minit Spellin' Tootor.
- Doggie Dentist -- Kids learn about dentistry on the family pooch.
- Cuisin-Art -- Turns mommy's food processor into a spinning paint tool.
- Water Retention Wanda -- Teaches kids the principles of the calendar.
- Chocolate Covered Lead Soldiers.
- Islamic Strip Poker -- lose a hand, lose a hand.
When Christmas/your birthday/graduation/[Generic Hallmark Holiday] rolls around and you don't receive any of these things from me? Feel free to say thanks.
I'll take a bookstore gift certificate or a bottle of brandy, by the way. In case you were wondering.
posted by: Bliss @ 1:38 PM
Tuesday, May 24
Well... It still goes "buzz"
We have a winner in the image manipulation challenge.
Zero easily clobbered Unl33t with his.. Um... *cough* Darthdong
*cough*
Don't ask. We're getting him a counsellor.
Don't forget to try your hand at our new contest!
posted by: Skeeve @ 1:18 PM
Monday, May 23
Rainy days and not much to say...
It's been quiet. I guess it's the calm before the storm.
I don't really have anything to say today. It's been an odd couple of weeks. Strange things have been going on in several circles of friends, most of which I can't really talk about, anyway.
I haven't seen StarWars Ep III... So nothing to talk about there.
We're still in the baby holding pattern... Nothing new there.
I still love my job... It's good, but nothing new since last August.
I hope that you are all well, also.
May you live in comfortable times.
posted by: Skeeve @ 12:20 PM
Friday, May 20
Zero's Friday Five
So, Zung says to me the other day, "Zero, you should do a Friday Five Things That ROCKED about SITH in the Spoilers thread" in our free forums (you know you want to sign up and join our little web community). And, so I considered it. And now it is done. But, be warned! Those who have not yet seen Episode III will find secrets and sinister things therein. "But, Zero!" you cry, "I haven't seen Sith yet and I don't want to ruin it for myself!"
Never fear, denizens of TKOP and the Dark Side of the Internet, I have crafted a new Friday Five for you... Five things that ROCKED about seeing SITH on opening night... and it's spoiler free!
WHIP-CRACKAH!!!!
1. Hip Hop Douchebaggery - It's bad enough that I had to go to the dirt mall to see Sith, what with the cramped theatre seats and the sticky, unwashed floors. But, add to that some 5'7" douche in a Darth Vader helmet and black t-shirt marching up and down the line with a purple Mace Windu Master Replica FX Lightsaber telling everyone not to underestimate the power of the front row, and you've got yourself a kettle situation. What's a kettle situation? That's the kind of event where a bunch of things are tugging on your last nerve and eventually you just pop your top, steam comes out of your ears and next thing you know, somebody's dead. You could sense a lot of people growing tired of Darth Douche, and his antics, but then some news cameras showed up, and he won us all back by breakdancing for the TV people... and seeing a cheap knock off of Vader do a backspin and The Robot... I have to admit... it kind of rocked.
2. Bragging Rights - Nothing funny here. But, I saw Star Wars and you didn't. Suck it. Suck it long and suck it hard.
3. Nerdy Girls - Star Wars nerds (and nerds in general, especially where film trilogies are concerned) are notorious for showing up to opening night in costume. I would like to take this time to salute the girls of Clifton Park Center, who braved the lines and rapant geeking to dress up as Padme, Leia, and one furociously hot Twi'lek. I wonder if she was blue all over? Moving on...
4. Starship Troopers - A long time ago in a galaxy far away, Starship Troopers opened on movie screens far and wide. It remains one of the best theatre experiences I've ever had. Midnight. Nerds. Troopers. The yelling at the screen was off the hook. And Episode III was no different. Now, I'm not a person who yells at the screen, but many of the people at CPC the other night were. Here's a sample of some of my favorites:
a) Padme begins to cry... "Boo Hoo, Dyke Nuts!"
b) Anakin squares off with another jedi... "I must break you!" (as Ivan Drago from Rocky 4)
c) Anakin rants, again... "Man, Darth Vader used to be a little bitch!"
d) During the Count Dooku fight... "You're toast, Sarumon!" and "Die, Dracula!"
e) End Credits... "F***! That's IT?! F***! This F***ing SUCKED!"
5. The After Movie Malaise - If waiting in line for the movie to start isn't chock full of nerdery for you, than leaving the theatre afterwards should fill you right up. Everyone's debating the best part, what sucked and what was great. Debates are being waged about whether or not Lucas will make Episodes 7-9. And there's a general feeling of joy in the air... It's also 3 in the morning... and I'm dead on my feet. So, to the guy that I think said, "If I were Yoda, I'd masturbate all the time", I'm sorry if I'm misquoting you. But, that was the funniest thing I've ever heard in my life... and I WISH I knew the context of the conversation in which such a comment could reside.
Anyway, that's it. Episode III was the best of the new trilogy, if only for all the lightsaber duels. Still, I thought it was too heavy on action and too light on story, good acting, or anything that made the original trilogy so special. Lucas has really damaged Star Wars with these new films, I think. That said, you should still endeavor to see this movie. It's not terrible. And it really is something, if you're a fan, to see Vader in the suit on the big screen one last time.
Tickets: $18.00, Popcorn and Drink: $8.00, Going Back On Your Word and Seeing Episode III on Opening Night: Priceless.
You are new free to use the force around the TKOP.
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posted by: Zero @ 9:10 AM
Wednesday, May 18
Cue up the Emperor's March
It's anything but a secret that, at midnight tonight, all over the country, the 6th and final installation of the Star Wars series will air in theaters all over the country, effectively completing an odyssey of sci-fi creation that began a good thirty years ago. We have been given the promise of wookies and light sabers, natural disasters and swinging loyalties, and perhaps a return to the epic grip that took its hold on many of us with the first view of Luke Skywalker hopping into a hovercraft on a desert planet.
In these final hours leading up to the opening (or, for those like myself who will not be seeing the show at ridiculous o'clock tonight but are going to view it sometime in the coming weeks), there's a faint tension of uncertainty, especially if (again, like myself) you don't have a big familiarity with the impending creation myth leading to the birth of Skywalker. No, uncertainty isn't the right word, so much as.... possibility.
Certainly, the movie is in the can, and the story has been approximately written out for years, but until I have viewed it there's an element to the story of Schroedinger's Cat; I won't know what happens until I see the movie, and therefore the potential is there for it to be kicking, filled with the life and teeth that made me love playing with my uncle's set of Star Wars figurines when I was only seven years old.
Sure, there's also the possibility that it ends up badly filling out the tale, leaving a rotting carcass of a legend... but somehow, I don't think that's what lays in wait for me. The possibility is more like what this film is leading into with the next.
A New Hope.
posted by: Bliss @ 3:18 PM
Monday, May 16
Waiting for Superman
I had a pair of superman footie pajamas.
I hate feeling my feet enclosed now. I'd rather be barefoot all the time. But if I could go back to the age of 10... I'd deal if I could wear those things again.
I'm thinking back alot lately, as I begin to look forward. In less than 7 and a half weeks I'll have a whole new facet to my life. I'll miss you all. I swear.
Henry James once defined life as that predicament which precedes death, and certainly nobody owes you a debt of honor or gratitude for getting him into that predicament. But a child does owe his father a debt, if dad, having gotten him into this peck of trouble, takes off his coat and buckles down to the job of showing his son (Or daughter) how best to crash through it.
I think back on those things I wanted as a boy. How I would have done most anything to have a deeper relationship with my father. How shy I was of him, and he of me... I plan on not being that kind of dad. I want to be the fun in public and damn the whole idea of decorum (at times) kind of dad. I want to be the long hikes and gazing at stars kind of dad. Making up our own constellations.
I congradulate Unl337 on his recent promotion into the ranks of fatherhood. We're right on your heels, there, l33t! Our kids will be 7 and a half weeks apart... (if we go on the due date, and not before. The duedate is like a library book. It will not be later than July 6th.) Perhaps they shall be pals... That would be wonderful.
Fasten your safty belts. It's going to be a wild and wonderful ride.
posted by: Skeeve @ 2:34 PM
Friday, May 13
Zero's Friday Five
Next Thursday something is going to happen: An Empire is going to be born, a hero is going to fall, and legions of nerds are going to pack into theatres so tight that sardines everywhere will spoil from envy. Why? Because George Lucas is releasing Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of The Sith, what is likely the final Star Wars film ever. Sigh.
What's that you say? You say, "So what?" You say, "But Zero, how does this apply to me? I am not a nerd or one of the legion of unwashed masses who can only get women to talk to me if I give them my credit card number first! I have no interest in this Star Wars thing!" Well touche, Showered and Social Adept Person! May I present you with 5 reasons non-nerds should see Revenge of The Sith:
1. The Legacy of Jabba The Hut - About 22 years ago, a little film called Return Of The Jedi introduced an image into the eyes of nerds everywhere. It has since become a geek icon of lust and desire, and we owe it all to a giant tadpole named Jabba The Hut. I am, of course, talking about Princess Leia's slave outfit (also known as: The Gold Bikini). See, in this day and age there are a plethora of female nerds who are just as into Star Wars as the guys are. The difference? Nerd boys are frail and fragile things and wouldn't know what do to with a girl unless she came with a manual, a downloadable FAQ, a firmware update and a joystick. As a non-nerd attending the Revenge Of The Sith movie, you could have your virtual pick of any of these sexually repressed, unsatisfied, and delicious looking females (mousy geek girls are adorable... view exhibit A: Rachael Leigh Cook), AND they probably own the gold bikini. Analysis: Attending Revenge of The Sith = Getting Laid.
2. Playing Jedi - Opening weekend is the best. All the nerds come out to the theatre with toy lightsabers, dressed up like their favorite Star Wars characters. Bring a video camera and tape the would-be 40 year old single Jedis who still live in their parents' basement as they pretend sword fight and force push each other around. Submit the tape to America's Funniest Home Videos and reap the rewards. Analysis: Attending Revenge of The Sith = $10,000
3. ILM - Industrial Light & Magic never fail to impress with their special effects wizardry, and the recent Star Wars films have featured some of their best work. With Revenge of The Sith, Lucas is pulling out all the stops to tell a dazzling story filled to the brim with action sequences and fight scenes, amazing computer generated characters, etc, etc, etc... This is about as close to seeing Pink Floyd's "The Wall" in theatres as you're ever going to get. Go to the theatre high as a kite, and enjoy. Analysis: Attending Revenge of The Sith = Killer Trip
* Now I know what you're saying by now... "Zero, you're a big nerd. Why are you so self-hating?! I'm a big nerd too, and you've done nothing but hurt my feelings with your cruel and spiteful Friday Five! Don't fall to the Dark Side, Zero!" Alright, there's still good in me, I'll throw you a bone... these last two will be for everyone.
4. Hayden Christensen - He plays Anakin Skywalker... Badly. Hayden Christensen is the worst actor since Leonardo DiCaprio pioneered the art of only having one voice for every emotion. Watching this guy attempt to move and speak is painful, and I don't find him believable as a human being in the least. I seriously just want him to have his a$$ kicked, and I want to watch and revel in how badly injured he is afterwards... Fortunately for me, that's exactly what happens in Revenge of The Sith! Analysis: Attending Revenge of The Sith = Seeing Hayden Christensen get a much needed and deserved beating.
5. Revenge of The Dorks - Face it, people. The new trilogy sucks. The Phantom Menace and Attack of The Clones did so much damage to Star Wars as an entity that it's practically beyond reason to imagine that Revenge of The Sith is going to be any good. I know, we're all holding out hope. But, the writing and the acting in these movies is piss poor. How is it Anakin can sense his mother in peril from across the galaxy, but can't find Luke or Leia (or even know they exist) for 20 years between Ep 3 and Ep 4? How is it that none of the Jedi can figure out who the bad guy is until he rips off the mask and says hello? If the force is weakening (as the Jedi say), why do they just sit around in a room and talk about their entire way of life falling down around them instead of being proactive about it? and SPOILER!...
...Time and time again in the new Star Wars films we've seen Jedi jump from great heights and use the force to land without injury. How then, does a major Jedi character in the new Trilogy die from falling? How then, are we to believe that Darth Vader kills the Emperor in Return of The Jedi by throwing him over a ledge? It's this kind of piss poor and lazy writing that pisses me off beyond all belief and proves just how big a nerd I actually am.
But, Zero! It's just Star Wars! Don't take it so seriously! Fine, I won't. I'm not seeing Revenge of The Sith in the theatres, because after seeing the first two films, Star Wars is completely ruined for me. It doesn't even interest me. The story being told in Revenge of The Sith is one that has been in the imaginations of Star Wars fans since 1983. I'd prefer to keep my version of it intact, and not be subject to George Lucas' bastard specticle (money making machine) version. And yet, it's truly the end of an era. The last Star Wars film ever... possibly... Analysis: Attending Revenge of The Sith = Witnessing a small piece of Cinematic History.
You are now free to move around the TKOP... May the force be with you.
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posted by: Zero @ 11:22 AM
Wednesday, May 11
How I loved to hate the Answering Machine
I hate answering machines. We used to have a good relationship, but over time they've done nothing but disappoint me. I'll admit that the fact that the messages are hardly ever for me is on my side of the fence. I have few friends, and when they do call, I'm usually home (which is a testament to why I have few friends).
So why is it that answering machines are subjected to my loathing? It wasn't always that way. I used to think they were pretty cool. I even had a couple of those novelty books for funny welcome messages when I was young. But like all great love affairs, they must end some day. So while I lived in Washington, D.C, I had voice mail for our home phone. It was really wonderful. Our caller ID box would blink green when we had a message waiting for us. If we were on the phone, we could ignore call waiting (thanks to call waiting ID) and let the voice mail pick it up (which was a handy way to pretend we weren't home. It's not that we're mean, it's just that there was this girl who would always call pretending to be such a good friend when all she really wanted is to know if we had any pot. Which we never did). But when we moved back up to the Albany area, we were informed by Verizon that they did not provide Voice Mail in our calling area. I was a little dumbfounded, because voice mail technology wasn't exactly rocket science, and we were living in Saratoga County. The populated section of Saratoga County. I know that there are some people up north that access sex hot lines over the telegraph, but we're twenty minutes outside the capitol of New York state!
Thus began my search for the antiquated answering machine device. But it wasn't like rekindling an old love affair. It was more like hooking up with a skanky ex girlfriend because you're desperate (my apologies for the misogynistic analogy. But I'm a guy, so I attach feminine qualities to electronic and mechanical things. And boats. But I don't have a boat). My search informed me that I wasn't the only one who shunned these talking boxes. Best Buy kept them in the back corner of the store, hidden in shame. I was a little insulted to find that most of the machines were part of a phone. I didn't want a phone, I wanted an answering machine. When I order a hamburger, they don't stick it in my Pepsi do they? So why was I being forced to choose from one of these Frankenstein devices? Eventually, either the phone or the answering machine will die, and like the technogogical equivalent of a siamese twin, the lucky one will have to drag it's dead sister along for life, or I can throw out the baby with the bath water by dumping the whole device. I feel the same way about TV/VCR combos (and also fun dip, because I always end up with leftover colored sugar after I've consumed my fun stick).Thankfully, there were a couple stand alone models, but upon further inspection I found the thing that wins runner up for my most hated thing about answering machines. Despite it being a tapeless, digital device, with a mass double the size of my western digital 100 gig hard drive, the maximum recording time available was 14 minutes. I shopped around. I looked online. This was the industry standard. Whoever decided on this "limit" must have been a motherless bastard, because he obviously never had one to call and leave a unbelievably long message.
Begrudgingly, I did buy one of these machines with the message capacity of an impatient asthmatic uneducated errand boy. So far it has served me fairly well, until our recent addition to our family arrived. My jet black kitten we named Shadow (who I'm convinced is a ninja terrorist) has a great interest in the talking box. Never mind the fact that he never pays attention to us, but when the magical speaking machine summons him with four rings and a special message only meant for his ears, he runs to the phone and walks all over the answering machine with great interest. He also loves to ignore the expensive toys we buy him and instead plays with dull colored, average electrical wires. I would let him keep it up but I'm more worried about my electrical equipment. Seriously. The little bastard jumps from out of the darkness and bites and scratches us for fun. Let him have a lesson in the flow of electric current. So for the last month or so, I've had to plug my answering machine back in to the outlet a hundred times. And each time, I have to reset the clock. Which brings me to my last point. The one that inspired this dialog in the first place. The top reason I hate answering machines, which is so closely related to the runner up reason, is that despite the fact the machine has a capacity of only 14 minutes of recording time, they have the audacity to include the year in the answering machine's clock. What a kick in the teeth. Even if it had over 525 thousand and 6 hundred minutes of recording time (approximately the amount of minutes in a year), there still wouldn't be a need for the year to be included. Because if you've been away from your answering machine for THAT LONG, I'm pretty sure the person who left the message isn't expecting to hear back anymore. In fact, that person might already be DEAD.
posted by: Zung @ 9:59 AM
Monday, May 9
Mondays...
Mondays are the worst.
Especially when there are 2 hour staff meetings in the morning.
This is not the worst job I've had as far as staff meetings go. I've literally had that job that Dilbert pokes fun at, where they have a meeting to discuss why nothings been getting done because of all the meetings. (It was the insurance industry)
Here in the college environment meetings can be important. It gives us the opportunity to eat free donuts and be astounded at how boring our new director is.
If it weren't for the sugar... We'd all be asleep.
Fortunately we only do something like this once a month, not every other Friday like some other jobs I've had. (And even better that job would force you to stay AFTER work on a friday to have the bullsh*t meetings... They thought cheap beer and stale chips would make it so you'd hang out for it.)
So, overall it's better... but I still think that we could abolish meetings entirely.
But if we did that... Dunkin donuts would fail.
posted by: Skeeve @ 12:50 PM
Friday, May 6
Zero's Friday Five
It's Tulip Festival time! That magical time of year in Albany when bad weather attempts to stop people from going on down to Lark Street with a pocket full of condoms, a flask full of really strong alcohol, and the will to spend money on all kinds of rubbish they don't need. There's also a little issue of crowning a Tulip Queen who, as I understand it, rides a float and appears in a commercial for some random used car lot, fulfilling her obligation to "represent" the Capital Region until another Tulip Queen rises a year later to take her place. The Tulip Queen must be graceful, charming, witty, and not suffer from motion sickness (that whole riding on the float in the parade thing). Personally, I feel she's overrated. I think the only way to bring some pizzazz back to the crown is to have our very own TKOP Tulip Queen. After all, this is a kingdom, right? The TKOP Tulip Queen needs to be all the things the regular Tulip Queen isn't: a no-nonsense, a$$ kicking, cool as ice, punk as f***, bad girl with a heart of gold and an IQ above average... And with those criteria in mind, I present my Top Five Picks for TKOP's very own Tulip Queen!
1. Evelynne_Darkstar - Our very own leather bound mistress of favorite quotes and domestic duties is an excellent choice to wear the first ever TKOP Tulip Queen crown. She's the perfect blend of naughty and nice, something like what would happen if Glenda The Good Witch and The Wicked Witch of The West had a moderate cousin we never knew about. Eve's reign would most likely consist of lots of "real" Dr. Pepper for everyone, an increase in the appreciation for pop culture, and the occassional clothespins on nipples torture for anyone who gets out of line in the Ale Barrels sub.
2. Anibas - TKOP's posting machine is moer than just a pare off fast fingrs ona keybored. See's alos one of teh wrost typists in teh kingdum. That said, I hoep she has a since of humor about my nomanashun for her as are frist Tulip Quene! ... Seriously though, with her insanely high post count, her amazingly good sportsmanship, and her willingness to always lend a hand, Anibas has made herself such a part of the TKOP that this place just wouldn't be the same if she left. Her reign would consist of teaching classes on how to avoid typos, the art of breaking the rules in Zero's Forum Games, and a new martial art called Ani-Fu, which basically involves kicking men in the groin until they pass out or blood shoots out of their ears (which ever comes first).
3. EvilKATil - Who else, with her Rapunzel-like mane, could fill TKOP's highest castle tower so perfectly? EvilKATil is like something out of a fairytale... that is, if you like your fairytales to feature characters like The Cat, who never seems to be very far from her side. That's right folks, this Tulip Queen comes with her very own body guard; one with claws and an even sharper tongue. No need to raise kingdom taxes in order to provide protection here! Evil's reign would consist of an overall increase in the production of sarcasm, clever wit and conversation, and the occassional disappearance of TKOP citizens she decides not to like. In addition, Boston's Big Dig would finally get completed, and stop being a nuisance to New Englanders.
4. Skeeve - Before he cut his hair, he was one fine looking chick. I'm not saying I wanted a piece of him of anything, but throw that guy in some fishnets and a little eye makeup and you've got yourself one incredibly popular hooker. Skeeve's reign would consist of me getting my a$$ kicked on a daily basis for posting this.
5. Version2Pt0 - Sure, we'd all be forced to listen to Garbage records on a 24 hour basis, and there'd be fines for not mentioning how beautiful/talented/wonderful Shirley Manson is at least once a day, but Version2Pt0 would still be another ideal choice for TKOP Tulip Queen. Sadly, her reign will be cut short when her favorite band in the world decides to go on tour and she leaves the TKOP to travel the globe with a bag full of front row tickets to every show from New York to Prague and back again. When she finally returns, she'll discover that RoxanneM has stolen her crown in her absense and has everyone listening to the swinging easy listening sounds of Kenny G, John Tesh, and Yanni... War breaks out throughout the land as the two queens square off in a Battle of The Bands, which is ultimately won by Bliss, the first and only true queen of TKOP, who sneaks in at the last minute with a blistering 30 minute rendition of Michael Jackson's "Beat It" played entirely on Xylophone.
And there you have it! See you next week with an all new Top 5. Until then... I'm off to the Tulip Festival with my vodka and trojans and a fist full of 20's.
You are now free to move about the TKOP.
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posted by: Zero @ 9:22 AM
Monday, May 2
Tulips on your Organ?
So, this coming weekend is the Tulip Fest here in upstate NY. (What? We were settled by the dutch...) It's generally refered to by the words "Pinkster Fest". What started out as a little spring festival for this area has turned into a general street/park orgy of color and debauchary.
And rain.
It always rains.
It's compulsory.
In the 20 some years I've lived in this area, Pinksterfest has always involved rain and bands and craftdealers and fair food and rain and alcohol and more bands and artists and buskers and rain and hyped up radio DJ's yelling at the crowds with a bullhorn.
Some of the orgins of the tulip festival are old fashioned... Like the the sweeping of the streets and the choosing of the tulip queen...
So, there's a 30% chance of a traditional Pinkster fest this coming weekend...
Kiss the Tulip Queen!
posted by: Skeeve @ 11:17 PM
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