The Shitz
I had an incredibly busy weekend, and I am very happy that I have Columbus Day off to recuperate.
Where to start? On Thursday, as part of Domestic Violence Month, I had to work a fundraiser in Chestnut Hill from 5:00-8:00 PM, after which I headed up to Doylestown where Pete Wroblewski throws a bluegrass pickin’ party on the first Thursday of every month.
Friday evening, I had a gig down at the Navy Yard in Sowfluffya: it was the afterparty for the new M. Knight Shymalan movie. The party was down at the Navy Yard because the film crew was shooting a number of scenes in a massive warehouse with the ceiling space to erect life-size facades of Philadelphia rowhomes. It was pretty amazing, but unfortunately (and understandably), they wouldn’t allow me to take any photos.
You can’t see it because of the darkness and the angle, but right behind us was an enormous battleship. Every ten minutes or so, we’d be drowned out by the sound of airplanes taking off from Philadelphia International. On the other hand, it was one of the few gigs the Mill Creek Boys have played in which we didn’t outright suck, and that’s enough for me!
The whole event was catered by Famous Dave’s BBQ, but after eating a few platters, I disagreed strongly with their claim that they’re the “best take-out and best barbecue joint”: it just wasn’t that good. The ribs were dry and simultaneously bland AND overflavored, if that makes any sense. the brisket was better, but unremarkable. The chicken was not barbecued, and shouldn’t have been described that way. As for the varieties of BBQ sauces available as condiments, none lived up to the description on the bottle. On the other hand, it’s hard to complain about free food, even if it WAS the BBQ equivalent of “Olive Garden”. At the very least, I now know not to waste my money at Famous Dave’s. Pass the pork…
Shymalan dropped by to say hello to our little band, and to introduce us to one of the actors, a cutie named Zooey Deschanel: yeah, I heart that too! She later sang a duet of Webb Pierce’s “Please help Me I’m Falling” with our friend Danny Stewart, who was sitting in on mandolin and tenor.
Good times with the auteur and the director: note the middle finger. I tried to get Shymalan to do the same, but he demurred.
The next day, I had a gig in Setauket Long Island to raise money for a Unitarian retreat known as Star Island. Good times: the band featured two memebrs of the Ida Reds, my old friend Dan Torday and Jeanna Steele; and needing a fourth member, we got Grizzly Izzy Zaidman to drive out and take some guitar anbd mandolin work.
We’re blurry but good-looking!
Good times: that is, until we stopped at Burger King on the way home. I will never eat there again. McDonalds may serve lame food, but it doesn’t have the horrific aftereffects of a meal with the King. I have had the shits now for nearly three days, beginning that evening at 2:00 AM. It’s horrible: what’s coming out of me defies description, making every fart cause for alarm. I’ve inadvertently crapped myself twice today passing gas, and now every time my stomach gurgles it’s off to the loo just for safety’s sake. Fuck you King. Your clever commercials made me forget how abusive that crap you call “food” is for my guts, and now I’m a shit machine. I hope the peasants guillotine your ass.
So yeah, that’s my weekend in a nutshell. The fight over my sister continues (albeit with less vitriol than last week), and with luck there will be a resolution of some kind or another.
Hopefully I’ll be more interesting in the week ahead. And hopefully Zooey Deschanel will come along and shower me with love and money.
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October 8th, 2007 at 5:52 pm
You are right on Famous Dave’s. He is part of an effort to convince America that nobody from Minnesota knows shit about food. Its crap and yet he is extremely successful. You can hardly find decent barbecue around the Twin Cities because Dave’s is like Starbucks - one on every corner.
It should come as no surprise that he is a good friend of Boy Blunder. BB appointed him to head Indian Affairs but he had some ethical problems - I KNOW, WHO WOULD HAVE GUESSED THAT A FRIEND OF BOY BLUNDER WOULD HAVE ETHICAL PROBLEMS!!! - and had to quit.
October 9th, 2007 at 12:23 pm
Whoo, that Zooey Deschanel is a fox. Ever since I saw her in All The Real Girls I’ve had a crush the size of that battleship behind you in the photo. And singing Webb Pierce? Like that’ll help…
Sounds like a cool weekend!