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Report on Saint Stupid's Day Parade April 1, 2007
4-2-07 - Ha ha! I frequently do the opposite of what I say (or, in this case, what I said yesterday). It's called character. We did go to the Saint Stupid's Day Parade and it was great! (See yesterday's What's New post below)
Trinka and me that is, Clay chilled with his gang. I don't see any images of it yet on their web site, listed below, but until there are, you can go to their parades of Stupid page which, even though it appears not to have been updated in three years, is still representative of what transpired yesterday.
We did run into Sue
(see below). She was carrying a noteworthy stupid sign that read
I prefer confusion over delusion. She kindly
held it in front of me so I could take note of it. It wasn't until later
when we all gathered at Washington Square Park that I realized it was she
who was holding it. I would have noticed but I was too busy looking for
and drew an eye and an ear on it and stuck it in my shirt so it could be read.
The keynote address was given by a representative of the Church of the SubGenius.
I ran into Marc(k), a friend from Sebastopol, who said that his buddy (they had a whacky cable TV music and comedy show together) Dirk Dirkson , the great impresario of punk rock had died and that there would be a memorial concert or event for him in June. Dirk, son of the oratorically impressive Senator Everett Dirkson, used to play my record World Suicide at his club on Broadway (Mabuhay Gardens) in SF. Bye Dirk.
Bishop Joey, the high priest of the First Church of the Last Laugh whose saint is Saint Stupid, gave an inspiring talk in which he said that all you had to do to be a member of this church is be stupid and so it included all humanity. "Stupidity is the stem cell of all religion," he proclaimed. He then brought out the seating chart which detailed where each of us should be sitting on the grass - Sephardic Jews over there, Suni Moslems over there, and so forth. He passed out cards on which we were to write down why we thought there was a statue of Benjamin Franklyn in Washington Square Park. They were passed out by a church some, not a nun, cause "our nuns are gettin' some."
Trinka and I meandered off to La Trieste for a nostalgic
mini-repast plus stimulating beverages, awash in the nostalgia of blissful stupidity.
Original post in What's New on yesterday's Saint Stupid's Day Parade:
- It's a sad day. We have decided not to go to the Saint Stupid's Day
Parade in San Francisco. Check out the
Saint Stupid dot com,
or, The First Church of the Last Laugh (FCLL). We're too busy doing stupid
things. I'll miss seeing Suzuki student Sue Roberts (see
her cuke dot com interview) who's always dresses up whacky for the
event. I wonder if buddy Herb Gold will be there. Boo hoo. I
remember prior years' stupid
parades. Maybe we should go anyway and let today's stupidity take care
of today. That does sound like some sort of iron clad cosmic law. Hmm. -
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