This week I learned about two dangers, one real and one not really a danger at all.
First, let me point out that banana peel slippage is REAL. Very real. I saw a woman fall flat on her face in the subway a couple of days ago. I didn’t capture the event on video, but I did take a picture of the peel shortly after the accident.
I was tempted to ask for an interview, but I think she was embarrassed. I know the feeling. This happened to me several years ago. It hurt and I felt embarrassed. Your entire life flashes before your eyes. People, beware. It could happen to you.
NOT REALLY A DANGER AT ALL
Now, let’s take a look at the predator known as sharks. How many times have you swam in the ocean with the thought of a shark attack?
According to this article, sharks only kill about 10 people a year. Not that many, considering humans kill around 100 MILLION SHARKS A YEAR!!!!!!!!! In fact, sharks might be becoming extinct. So instead of worrying about this little guy,
Some time ago, our friend and artist Mindy Steffen started work on a Tally Hall comic book. Presented now, for the approval of the Midnight Society, is Part I of her saga entitled “Welcome to Tally Hall.”
Last night, some of us went to a concert where there was a lot of dancing.
(In case there’s any confusion, that green line depicts the divide between stage and crowd)
So much dancing that I couldn’t help thinking to myself what a great art form dancing is. And really, if you think about it, it’s good for everyone’s well being. It can clearly keep you in shape (good exercise), and can be very entertaining for those around you…
so whether it’s Dirty Dancing..
or Frank Gehry’s Dancing Building…
do yourself and those around you a favor by cutting a rug every now and again. The world will be a better place, I promise.
It’s the day of Halloween and you have no idea what to pick as a costume. You’ve gone through all of the clever puns, topical movie/TV icons, and political figures, yet you’re still stumped. Nothing quite fits your fancy.
And then it hits you! You’ll be Bob Ross.
Everyone loves that guy. He was so magical, what with his pastoral paintings stroked before your very eyes. Memories from your youth come rushing in–like that one time you pretended you had a fever so you could skip school just to watch him paint. Man. And then there was that one time you spent all the allowance you’d saved up for three years on that one B.R. painting you found on eBay with the river in it. Those were some good times.
So you set out to buy a wig and some fake hair you’ll use to fashion a beard. It’s really happening! Let all the trees be happy, for tonight’s the night you channel that very same soothing energy so gracefully used to depict our mother earth.
Hmmm, Rob thought to himself. I kind of look more like Cat Stevens. I told everyone I was going to be Bob Ross. What should I do?
I’ll tell you what you’re going to do, kiddo. You’re gonna sell it…
Before leaving Ann Arbor, we had an impromptu party. With a couple of piñatas left over from a photo-shoot and an archery set, magic was created. I documented the first half of our reckless endeavor. Do not try this at home. Enjoy.
During the past couple of weeks or so, we’ve been getting settled into a new practice space where we will be working on our next album. In the spirit of getting more blog updates going, I’ve put together a little before and after set of pictures for anyone who may be interested in seeing what the place looks like.
It’s built into what used to be the Goldenrod Brewery building. It now houses a number of studio spaces for musicians.
It took a little elbow grease, a sad zubin, some wood and other accoutrements, but we have now find a nice home in it.
Stay tuned for more fun times and stories of our next few months, years, decades, centuries, millenniums, and so forth…
