Out the door

I am off to the airport. To do that wacky Gilbert and Sullivan festival/convention thing I mentioned in some previous posting. In England. Google 'Buxton Sullivan' if you would know more. And London for a few days after that. TALLY HO!!!

Comments

[eva]

Paul! Look under the 3rd most recent blog -- I've sent you a note, my dear! It's mostly ranting and raving, but there is one internet 'scratch n sniff' idea that I would love to hear your thoughts on!

not farting today,
Eva

[Paul]

Hi, Eva:
I just found it (it is 10:14 PM EST on 8/14) and I responded to you under it. It's under the photo of Sid Caesar. Let me know when you've read it. Paul

[eva]

Paul! We've finally found eachother! Thank the Gods that be....
Incidentally, I can't get into your response under the monkey! I did see your response under Sid Caesar. Are they two different responses???? Dear me, I hope not. I missed you DREADFULLY at Steve's party in Brooklyn. It was a blast! David Ward and Michael Collins were in rare, wacky form. A lot of campy banter, which as you know, I can't get enough of! (especially here in Pittsburgh...) --Oh God, the little screen just blurped up, telling me I only have 10 more fucking minutes! "AAAHH!"---Um, anyway, Vicky D, and Sue Case were there; and Bill and Lynn Brooke, and Michael Galante, and Ariane Malia were there! Geez, I hope I'm not missing anyone. I must send you the pictures from this soiree, they are a scream!
Please forgive me for spelling your name wrong - how terrible of me to do that! SIGRIST.
...6 minutes left....ok, ok, ok, ok....um...oh! Please send your comments on having a scratch n sniff website! Meanwhile, I will send you pictures of the party. There was a kiddie pool involved....
L,
Eva

[Paul]

Hi, Eva:
At last we are back on track. Yay! Concerning the "scratch and sniff" idea, we must keep in mind that Steve's website is, at least in title, dedicated to Gilbert and Sullivan AND the walking dead. There are all sorts of "scratch and sniff" possibilities inherent in these particular subjects. Imagine having the ability to scratch at a thirty year old "Mikado" costume and smell it. Someone out there in Internetland would probably really enjoy this--much more so than the people who have to wear these costumes. The zombie smell might be harder to obtain--Steve will probably have some ideas about that. And, to combine the two topics, we could do a "scratch and sniff" of a dead person wearing a 30 year old "Mikado" costume. Perhaps there could be a photo as well. The smell would probably crash the computer but it would, no doubt be popular among certain groups of Internet surfers who might not necessarily visit a website with the word "Mikado" in it. So how long did you stay in NYC? Did you do anything else fun while you were here?

[eva]

Paul, you are a scratch n sniff internet genius! I loved every idea you had...can you imagine scratch n sniffing those FANS??? It would smell like "Fucked ASS!" Yes, the cyber people can figure out the 'How to' of this whole invention -- but we can definitely be the 'idea end' of this project! I think the most lethal smell would be the Pooh Bah costume (or, lest we forget, THE CONDUCTOR'S!) Uh oh, I only have 4 minutes left before I get 'bumped off' (!)
As of my visit, I was a typical New Yorker, in that I didn't do anything special (see a show, etc.) I just contacted old friends, hung out, etc. Please tell me how your summer's been going? How's your internet business??
Ok - 2 minutes! AAHHH!! I must press 'POST"!

[eva]

I'm back....I bribed the librarian in order to give me more time. (Eva and her small-town antics!)
I wanted to tell you about the Kiddie pool at Steve's party, but I think that the pictures will do this topic more justice than anything I could say...so I'm going to send them to your email right now. I hope when Steve gets back he posts a few in the blog!

[Paul]

Good morning, Eva:
It appears that Steven has returned from across the pond--sounds like he had several obstacles to overcome throughout the whole experience. Buxton itself is lovely, so I hope he at least had a good time performing there. Have you ever lost your luggage while traveling? Mercifully, I never have. I should think it would be awful. In general I'm not a great traveller--I don't like to fly particularly, especially take-offs and landings. The whole sensation is just plain unnatural. If God had intended us to fly, we'd have wings. However, as long as I can see out a window, I'm calmer and more composed. If the plane is going to crash, I want to watch ever moment of it out the window so I know what's going on (until I lose consciousness....). Anyway, romping in a kiddie pool in Brooklyn sounds like great fun. I'm sorry I missed it. I don't think I've romped in a kiddie pool since kiddie pools were invented. I remember one such kiddie pool specifically, had to be back in the 60s, that was inflatable and had inflatable horses heads sticking up around the perimeter. I vaguely remember cutting myself on a sharp plastic seam edge on one of the horse heads. Ah, the good old days when children's toys could do serious harm to young flesh.

[eva]

Yes, yes, I seem to remember a toy that my sister had, that you could break your neck on. I can't remember what they were called but it was these metal skates with springs on them(instead of wheels) that you clamped to your sneakers (much like putting on those old-fashioned metal roller skates that fit over your keds.) So you put them on and then, THE THEORY WAS that you could bounce around like a bunny on these things. Well, of course, we just fell down, sprained our ankles, and skinned our knees because we didn't have the strength to actually jump with the added weight and weird stuff on our feet. Ah, well, it's the end of an ERROR.

[Mr. Steve]

Christmas day every year we all went to bed with burns, bruises, cuts, scrapes, and shot-out-eyes. I loved the TV commercials for all those fancy crap toys. Those spring things you attach to your feet, for instance. On TV they showed kids leaping over hedges, playing basketball and making slam dunks, then you attach them to your shoes Christmas morning and immediately break your kneecaps and skin your hands. Didn't people ever sue back then?

[Paul]

I took a terrible spill on my 1967 Schwinn stingray, the scars on my left knee I have to this day--and I'm sure it was all the bike's fault. And those Fisher-Price toys--virtual playgrounds of dismemberment and evisceration!! It's amazing that anyone over the age of forty is still alive today. Eva, those photos of Steve's party are outrageous. Truly unforgettable!! I'm not sure I will ever look at a kiddie pool the same way again. Those images of David Ward are forever burned--and I mean BURNED--into my memory. David goes to my gym and I bumped into him once (only once in the 9 months I've been a member) trudging away on a ski machine. We expressed mutual surprise and chatted for a while but I haven't seen him since. Guess he's using Steve's kiddie pool for excercise instead. Someone also needs to buy David a bath suit with a fly that closes tightly. The horse almost comes out the barn door in more than one of those photos. And you, my dear Eva, are a lovely water nymph in your flowered one piece, looking particularly radiant. And Steve, how did you manage to avoid being in any of the photos save one? Couldn't you have hopped in the pool with the open-flied Mr. Ward and posed? Wonderful photos all ways 'round. I'm truly sorry I missed the evening.