Random thoughts and observations
by Emanuel County Live | April 26, 2006 12:00 am
Long live the Arts!
Talk about a busy weekend! Emanuel Arts Council presented “The Mousetrap” Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, delighting the many who came. Congratulations to all the performers and crew who did magnificent jobs acting, directing, and set building. Talent abounds in Emanuel County! Congratulations also go out to our local artists, the Stillmoreroots Group, who had a showing of their artwork in Atlanta at the Ty Stokes Gallery. Their show, “Where Main Streets Meet,” will be up through May 27. I didn’t get to Atlanta this weekend, but I heard the opening reception was a huge success.
On Sunday, The Magellan String Quartet made its annual trip to Twin City. For the last several years, Robert Overstreet was the one who organized the event. This time the concert was definitely a special one, because we lost Robert to cancer last year. His presence was missed, but his spirit lives on in all of us who knew and loved him. This year, the Quartet performed pieces by Mozart, Puccini, and Dvorak. It was absolutely marvelous! Robert would have been pleased.
Litterbugs are evil
Last Wednesday, I bullied my colleagues into picking up trash on West Moring Street, from the flashing light in front of our office to Swainsboro Post Office. We used to do it years ago in celebration of The Great American Cleanup, but the tradition lapsed through the years. This year, Keep Emanuel Beautiful revived the event and I thought it might be good if the staff at The Blade was revived with it. I didn’t ask them, I just told them that we were going to do it.
Anyway, this is my way of saying A Great Big Thank You to my colleagues for indulging me. It was hard work and we got really sweaty, but it was worth it. We picked up half a dozen big trash bags of cigarette butts, beer bottles, plastic goods, cigarette butts, cans, paper, lottery tickets, cigarette butts, pants, used prophylactics, candy wrappers, and did I say cigarette butts? Trash isn’t pretty, folks, and although we wore gloves, it was still disgusting. It’s hard to believe we’re called a “civilized” nation when you see the amount of trash our citizens throw out on the streets.
Road Runner or Coyote?
At dinner at McKinney’s Pond this past weekend, Alan and I—in our usual broad spectrum of unusual conversations took a cryptic look at the old Road Runner cartoons. I used to watch them in Malaysia when I was growing up, just as he had in Alabama. Even after 20 years of marriage, it’s nice to know that I can still freak Alan out about some things. The conversation went something like this: “I hated the Road Runner cartoons,” I said.
“Why?” asked Alan.
“Because I always wanted the Coyote to get the Road Runner,” I said.
“WHY?” he asked, again, slightly horrified.
“Because I felt sorry for him, getting blown up all the time,” I said.
“But he brought that on himself, and he was always fine,” Alan said, bewildered, “AND if the Coyote got the Road Runner, that would mean the end of the cartoon!’
“Fine by me. It would’ve made my day,” I said. “Just once, I wanted to see him have a good meal. I hated that Road Runner and his beep-beep.”
Which, of course, prompted Alan to shake his head and say, “There’s something wrong with you, girl.”
Ain’t love grand?-Jacquie Brasher is senior staff writer for The Forest-Blade and can be reached at jacquie@forestblade. com