Friday, November 12, 2010

Denver Photo Safari

A couple weeks ago, a friend and I ventured out into Downtown Denver armed with our cameras and an eye for the odd angle.  I have my little digital camera that badly needs a tripod, so quite a few of my shots turned out blurry, though a few of my favorites did come out.  I'm adding a couple Denver Haikus to complete the mood.


Gorgeous profile,
daring on her scooter,
everything I've wanted to be.



Orange paint smeared
bright hibiscus
 on a city bus window.













Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Comedy by Broccoli

In high school, I did a famous monologue for auditions known as "the tunafish monologue".  Google it and you'll get Laughing Wild, by Christopher Durang.  A woman who is a few bananas short of a bunch gets very upset that a man is standing in front of the cans of tuna fish that she wants to get to, and becomes irate that he doesn't sense her needs.  She ends up wacking him upside the head and, I still remember the line from high school, screams at him, "would you kindly move, a$^h*!#!!!"
I met this woman last week in a King Soopers - off Broadway - of all places.  I was minding my own business over the broccoli when a woman stopped me to rant about how it was so difficult to get around in these places.  "I mean, if it's not these stupid signs and all the produce, it's the morons by the hamburger."  She goes on to explain that she was cooling her head in the produce section because she'd just had an 'incident' over in the meat department.  This couple was just standing there, mulling over the meat and paying no attention whatsoever to this woman.  She yelled at them, "move the F&*#$ out of my way already!" and was appalled when they did not respond favorably.  She asked me, "do I really have to say 'excuse me' all the time?"
All the while I am imagining the tuna monologue and wondering if I said the wrong thing would she whack me with a yam, so I opted for smiling and nodding and inching toward the onions and escape.  She went back over to the hamburger, and I assume she got what she needed because I never heard a store announcement for "code pink in the meat department," or, "cleanup in aisle 14, by the tuna fish."