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2007 – WwW VII

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OK, focus group. What's going to be the official 2007 Quote Whore blurb? 1. Shuck stoppin' fun! (Steve) 2. I'd gladly give my right index finger for a boat drink! (Beth) 3. Please silence your plastic wine glasses during the performance (Beth) 4. Taking the 'oo' out of Bloomington (YOS) 5. WwW: A world tour in pretentious cheeses (Beth) 6. 2 dog hairs away from paradise (Deb) 7. From iambic pentameter to haiku in one glorious evening. (Beth) 8. We're mayoraly approved! (YOS) 9. I'm still discombobulated (John K)

By |August 21, 2007|Categories: 2007 - WwW VII|1 Comment

Top Ten 2007

Our Weekender studio audience was asked: Submit your Top Ten entries (quotes, events, memories, non-indictable offenses, etc.) Balloting is now open. Choose your favorites for the official ranking ... 1. Millie stalking the rabbits. -- Please note: No rabbits were hurt or even caught mildly off guard during the filming of WwWm VII. Submitted by Steve. 2. "Is that Charles Nelson Reilly or Elton John?" --Chris Hage upon seeing costumed Weekender Bryan. Submitted by Beth 3. "I'm such an asshole... Oh, I'm so drunk." -- Quoth Mike. First stated around 6:07 p.m. at the marina and then again 38 more [...]

By |August 21, 2007|Categories: 2007 - WwW VII|0 Comments

Poems 2007

Untitled Henry Five, a July night - Although cool, a real delight! Friendly folk, relaxed and loose Thanks to Steve, I'm here 'toose' - Oh, oh, oh, before I go Pontoon well, or next year no mo! - Richard, I, Steve Kulm's Uncle __________ Our Servant Glory Be Our Servant John, Who Shakes and Shakes and Shakes again Till we all a'peare' in Bloomington - Steve Kulm __________ Achin' for an Agincourt In a Springfield Mausoleum lies a man torn For he does not know how to mourn, For a Party whose next leader is not born - Steve Kulm [...]

By |July 23, 2007|Categories: 2007 - WwW VII, Poetry Slam|0 Comments

Faster, Pussycat! Blend! Blend!

BLEND I drank the best chopped-ice confections of my generation, whirring blades rending pistachio hearts to silken nectar, dragging myself through the Baymont hallways looking for a whipped-cream fix, sweat-headed hipsters yearning for the heavenly connection to the mic box, slammed and slamming, contemplating haiku. Rend? No, Blend. NO! Chop! Grate! Grind! Stir! Puree! Whip! Mix! Frappé! LIQUEFY! William Shakespeare! I'm with you in Bloomington where you're hotter than I am I'm with you in Normal where you must feel very strange I'm with you in Bloomington in my dreams you walk dripping from Lake Clinton to the door of [...]

By |July 11, 2007|Categories: 2007 - WwW VII, Poetry Slam|2 Comments

The Name Game

We need to get serious about naming ourselves this year for our grand announcement in the theater. The floor is open for nominations. Among proposals so far: 1. The Malvolians 2. The Full Clevelands 3. Human Resources Department, Stilchester & Associates 7/22/07 - EDIT by JWK: 2007 Winner: The Poor Yoricks by Deb Dicke

By |July 11, 2007|Categories: 2007 - WwW VII, Announcements|6 Comments