► Our designated gully slot in the prison yard is now most likely a moat. And yet, we will not be deterred. The Pagoda arrives in Chicago tomorrow. Live blogging may or may not happen, depending on a whole host of variables. Like, for instance, whether or not we get mauled by predators whilst setting up camp. (Damn you, Terry Angstadt!)
► Jeff Iannucci returns from captivity later today with a “Pay Attention” post full of worthwhile information & insights & whatnot. And the Pagoda once again regains a sense of quasi-legitimacy.
► Last but certainly not – oh Christ. I’m being told that Jack Arute has his own “programming note” he’d like to share. This ought to be rich. What is it, Jack? Make it quick.
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Hey, gang. A heads up that it’s Ladies Night at Slippery Pete’s in Rockdale — right there behind Shoe Carnival. No cover and $1.50 longnecks for the broads, and I’ll be on be on the electric piano starting at 10:00. If you’re in the greater Joliet area tonight and you’re not fat, come on out and party. Back to you.
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► Last but certainly not least, Lindy Thackston makes her Silent Pagoda blogging debut later on tonight. Please show her the same respect & decency & non-stalking sensibilities that you’ve never shown me. Thank you.
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**UPDATE** Luckily for us, the blustery 43-degree weather Saturday night should turn the flooded gully into a giant comfy pillow of slush & ice chunks. In your face, Angstadt!!!!
By Coz, August 28, 2009 @ 7:08 pm
Sorry that I don’t live in Chicago any longer, Roy; otherwise I’d set up the Pagoda in the style which it so richly deserves. I have a buddy, a big time IMS fan, that lives a block east of the Hancock, with a great lake view from 30 floors up, and they have a backyard up on the roof; pool and everything. Now that’s livin’ large Pagoda style.
By Roy Hobbson, August 28, 2009 @ 7:45 pm
Yeah, but does that fancy penthouse on Michigan Avenue have all the fun associated with worrying about getting hypothermia & drowning in your sleep? No? Then thanks, but no thanks.
By Hamilton Fish, August 29, 2009 @ 7:20 am
I rise early this day for it will most likely be my last. The voyage to Joliet commences in mere hours. I’ve led a decent, quasi-productive life and my only regret is my pathetic, undying loyalty to Messr. Wilson in all non-oval events. And Roy if you happen to escape Joliet intact I better not see that shit mentioned in my obit you bastard.
By Roy Hobbson, August 29, 2009 @ 9:59 am
HOORAY!!! From the Chicago Tribune this morning:
Before the weekend ends, lake-effect rain showers will have swept sections of the Chicago area and a 137-year low-temperature record may be replaced. Powerhouse northwest upper winds drive a sprawling Canadian high pressure system into the area–a development that will lead to unseasonably early frosts …
[starts drinking bourbon]
By H.B. Donnelly, August 29, 2009 @ 10:55 am
so let’s put some money down on how certain people are going to be dressed tonight:
-I think the only way big square sunglasses could get better is if they were fuzzy and had earmuffs on them…look out for those.
-A.J. Foyt will be either a) wearing only a pair of shorts and asking what all the youngsters are complaining about, or b) wearing a fur coat made of a grizzly bear that he cornered and killed himself.
-I can see Jack Arute going in a couple of different directions: he either wears something along the lines of Austin Powers’ late-70s outfit, or he reveals to the world that a side effect of the nuclear accident that gave him his bronze sheen is the power to provide radiative warmth to himself and others.
-Ashley Judd: Floppy hat, sundress, big round sunglasses…I don’t think she has anything else in her wardrobe besides Kentucky stuff.
-I’m also really hoping to catch the un-retirement of the famous Sandy Andretti Outfit! One can only hope, cant they?