I have never been as glad to be a loner in my life. And far from seeing this as an ultimately benign, even jolly, filial thing once the "candidate" has completed the crucible, it's clear to me that it's not a "proving" of someone, it's lawful sadism, and to me, any man who would decide to go through such a thing has proven only that he's an easily led dolt.
Imagine my surprise the day I discovered that you can buy boxes of communion wafers on Amazon. There was a time I was contemplating putting together a priest's outfit and filling my pockets with them so I could snack on them randomly as part of a performance piece. Not to worry though, minus the miracle of transubstantiation it's only bread. Alas, a good frock doesn't come cheap so I went as a drunken knife wielding Santa Claus instead.
Somehow I remember you mentioning this to me. When was that? I remember feeling kind of tripped out by that too, though I think I remember coming to the same conclusion, without the priest's praying hands it really is just a roll of carb discs. Also, when was Santa? Where did you go??
I wore that look a few times. Once you have a Santa suit and can grow a white beard it becomes an easy go to, but I think the premiere might have been a Fluxus wedding. I don't think anyone actually got married, but there was a 6' tall drag queen serving slices from their wedding cake hat, which must have been tremendously heavy now that I think about it, as it was an actual wedding cake.
That's what my girl scout leader uniform is: a li'l default that I use for cons, Halloween and everything else. But it's fun to wear, so ... ah well. There are Fluxus weddings?! I would've loved to have seen that, including the cake hat. We saw a show here last weekend where one of the performers wore a full chandelier on her head, plus high-heeled clear sandals. She held it down pretty well but not totally. But respect to anyone whose balance is on-point enough to wear a big-ass cake, or a big-ass light fixture, on their head. I'd be down for the count before I'd made it three steps, either covered in smashed cake or sporting two new black eyes.
Astounding as always. Did you know that the first neon sign in SLC hangs in a ceremonial room of the Masonic temple? Keep up the good work. You never cease to inform and enthrall.
Aw, thanks (as always!) I did NOT know that about the Masonic temple. That's wild! The one on 300 South, with the big sphinxes out front, right? Used to walk by that on the way to junior high and I was always a little skeezed out by that building, though intruiged, too. I'm sure I wasn't the only one. I remember sometimes kids in my high school would go there and take pics of themselves riding the sphinxes. Sounds less enervating than the goat ride, no?
The best thing about the temple (700 East South Temple) is the theater stage. We had a tour once and the guide told us that there were little electric shocker wires embedded in the floor. This was to make a more realistic scene when the people were acting as though they were walking over the hot desert sand.
What!? I'm amazed. And at the same time, wondering why they didn't use that floor fto the max, like scenes where the actors dodge snakes and scorpions, or are hot-footing it over burning sidewalks.
Or barefoot clogging.
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I lost my Fuzzy Wonder.
I have never been as glad to be a loner in my life. And far from seeing this as an ultimately benign, even jolly, filial thing once the "candidate" has completed the crucible, it's clear to me that it's not a "proving" of someone, it's lawful sadism, and to me, any man who would decide to go through such a thing has proven only that he's an easily led dolt.
I believe DeMoulin actually used the term "hazing supplies," so that tells you a lot.
Imagine my surprise the day I discovered that you can buy boxes of communion wafers on Amazon. There was a time I was contemplating putting together a priest's outfit and filling my pockets with them so I could snack on them randomly as part of a performance piece. Not to worry though, minus the miracle of transubstantiation it's only bread. Alas, a good frock doesn't come cheap so I went as a drunken knife wielding Santa Claus instead.
Somehow I remember you mentioning this to me. When was that? I remember feeling kind of tripped out by that too, though I think I remember coming to the same conclusion, without the priest's praying hands it really is just a roll of carb discs. Also, when was Santa? Where did you go??
I wore that look a few times. Once you have a Santa suit and can grow a white beard it becomes an easy go to, but I think the premiere might have been a Fluxus wedding. I don't think anyone actually got married, but there was a 6' tall drag queen serving slices from their wedding cake hat, which must have been tremendously heavy now that I think about it, as it was an actual wedding cake.
That's what my girl scout leader uniform is: a li'l default that I use for cons, Halloween and everything else. But it's fun to wear, so ... ah well. There are Fluxus weddings?! I would've loved to have seen that, including the cake hat. We saw a show here last weekend where one of the performers wore a full chandelier on her head, plus high-heeled clear sandals. She held it down pretty well but not totally. But respect to anyone whose balance is on-point enough to wear a big-ass cake, or a big-ass light fixture, on their head. I'd be down for the count before I'd made it three steps, either covered in smashed cake or sporting two new black eyes.
That bucking goat contraption is the GOAT, contraption wise.
Astounding as always. Did you know that the first neon sign in SLC hangs in a ceremonial room of the Masonic temple? Keep up the good work. You never cease to inform and enthrall.
Aw, thanks (as always!) I did NOT know that about the Masonic temple. That's wild! The one on 300 South, with the big sphinxes out front, right? Used to walk by that on the way to junior high and I was always a little skeezed out by that building, though intruiged, too. I'm sure I wasn't the only one. I remember sometimes kids in my high school would go there and take pics of themselves riding the sphinxes. Sounds less enervating than the goat ride, no?
The best thing about the temple (700 East South Temple) is the theater stage. We had a tour once and the guide told us that there were little electric shocker wires embedded in the floor. This was to make a more realistic scene when the people were acting as though they were walking over the hot desert sand.
What!? I'm amazed. And at the same time, wondering why they didn't use that floor fto the max, like scenes where the actors dodge snakes and scorpions, or are hot-footing it over burning sidewalks.