"Pflock looks perplexed, deboned like a fish in a frying pan"--Laugh out loud funny, for real. Never change! Also “I am delighted to be here because I’ve never before gone to a festival honoring the 50th anniversary of nothing.” Great piece. I actually jumped in a pickup with my roommate and my girlfriend at the time as, on a whim, we decided we needed to see what all the fuss was about in re: the 50th Anniversary of Roswell. I took a handful of hallucinogens and other available substances, determined to be the (non-productive) Hunter S. Thompson of the Grunge Era, but this is all that was needed. And since we LEFT San Francisco on the 5th, we didn't arrive until all the festivities were tragically over, so we really looked like putzes. But we did hit both museums, with their gift shops that were essentially just VHS retail spots for camcorder documentaries "about nothing." Anyway, thanks for the headtrip down blurry memory lane!
I love the part about towns like Roswell making the most of their "brand." It reminded me of the Titanic's origin point, Belfast, where every other business is named after the ill-fated ship including a purveyor of doubtless high-quality Asian cuisine: ThaiTanic
somebody I spoke with at Roswell made the points: 1) why do aliens always resemble human beings, and 2) why do they always want to rape us? says a lot about the human mindset...
I got into a LOT of trouble with UFO fans in the late Eighties by referring to Whitley Strieber's book "Communion" as "Deliverance: The Next Generation." I got into trouble with Strieber for telling my own tale of alien abduction, where I asked the visitors if they were the ones abducting him and the visitors responding "Strieber is an enemy of the Daleks! Exterminate! EXTERMINAAAAAATE!"
"Pflock looks perplexed, deboned like a fish in a frying pan"--Laugh out loud funny, for real. Never change! Also “I am delighted to be here because I’ve never before gone to a festival honoring the 50th anniversary of nothing.” Great piece. I actually jumped in a pickup with my roommate and my girlfriend at the time as, on a whim, we decided we needed to see what all the fuss was about in re: the 50th Anniversary of Roswell. I took a handful of hallucinogens and other available substances, determined to be the (non-productive) Hunter S. Thompson of the Grunge Era, but this is all that was needed. And since we LEFT San Francisco on the 5th, we didn't arrive until all the festivities were tragically over, so we really looked like putzes. But we did hit both museums, with their gift shops that were essentially just VHS retail spots for camcorder documentaries "about nothing." Anyway, thanks for the headtrip down blurry memory lane!
I love the part about towns like Roswell making the most of their "brand." It reminded me of the Titanic's origin point, Belfast, where every other business is named after the ill-fated ship including a purveyor of doubtless high-quality Asian cuisine: ThaiTanic
Hilarious. I wonder if they used iceberg lettuce?
The Pentagon is to blame for ALL of it. Particularly the anal probes.
somebody I spoke with at Roswell made the points: 1) why do aliens always resemble human beings, and 2) why do they always want to rape us? says a lot about the human mindset...
I got into a LOT of trouble with UFO fans in the late Eighties by referring to Whitley Strieber's book "Communion" as "Deliverance: The Next Generation." I got into trouble with Strieber for telling my own tale of alien abduction, where I asked the visitors if they were the ones abducting him and the visitors responding "Strieber is an enemy of the Daleks! Exterminate! EXTERMINAAAAAATE!"