Month: June 2003

All those years of idolizing Chevy Chase in Junior High paid off today. Had an idea for the capture of the Queen of the Night, and ran to tell Sean Kelly.
Unfortunately, the stairs I was running down were not uniform at the bottom. Slipped, and slid down at least ten, with a tremendous ‘thud’ at the bottom when I
hit the floor. But leapt up and kept running, none the worse for wear. And Generalisimo Franco is still dead.

Been too busy to post. So here are random observations:
Indian Trading Post – Early for dinner one night, so Sarah M., Elaine, Bart, and I went to peek into the Indian Trading Post behind the Brau Haus. Bart
refused to go in…he was wise. The door was propped open, but there was a piece of plywood about 2′ high blocking the door. We peeked in, and voice said “Come
on in…just step over that; it’s to keep the toddler from running out into traffic.” We all exchanged looks, but went ahead and crossed the threshold. We were
greeted by a guy who appeared to be in his late 40’s or early 50’s, one eye extremely bloodshot, who strode toward us while putting on his shirt, barely covering
his distended stomach. “Hello, I’m Chief White Eagle.” He shook my hand, then immediately twisted it to the formation for thumb wrestling, but moved our thumbs
to the outside. Pointing to our hands, he asked, “See this symbol? Ancient Mayan, over a thousand years old.” He then pointed to the intertwined C’s painted on
the floor that looked vaguely like the outline of our fingers. Then he commenced the grand tour of his establishment. He had the standard dream catchers and
crystals for sale, then took us past the excavations they were doing towards the underground creek (which I hope to go explore before I leave), then to the
pedicure room, where his wife was working on two women from New Orleans, and on past the massage room, where Elaine got an eyeful of some woman in her birthday
suit before they finally closed the door. We took a pass on seeing the Moon Lodge. He invited us back anytime for free crystal- or aromatherapy. I don’t think
any of us will be taking him up on that offer.

Amish at the Panda – We went to a Chinese buffet, and there was a Mennonite couple (or some such – guy with long beard and overalls, wife with hair in
white bonnet and palin dress and no makeup). Odd enough, but they were talking on a cellphone! And arguing with whoever was on the other end! Definitely one of
the most incogruous scenes I have ever witnessed.

‘Shim’ – Living in the Montrose, I’ve seen my fair share of travsestites. Usually, they take great pride in their appearance. But there is one that we’ve
seen wandering the streets of Hot Springs that is definitely not aspiring to any fashion awards. Always wears the same red skirt. Has two different shirts.
Somebody reffered to this person as a ‘shim’, a name that is short and descriptive…think I’ll adopt using it.

Quotes – Got a selection of quotes uttered during the festival here.