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In the spirit...
Saturday, April 08, 2017
24HoTV 24:00 - extras
"postcards from twin peaks"
excellent interviews with cast members ... what stands out is how "normal" they all look ... only major briggs really looks like his character without make-up.
the one armed man
laura palmer
sahara palmer
major briggs
bobby briggs
shelley johnson
norma jennings
fabulous
#24HoTP
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24HoTP 23:30 extras "postcards from twin peaks"
interesting story about doing hallucinogens with medicine men of the region.
#24HoTP
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agent rosenfield thinks sheriff truman is weakened by his breaking girlfriend.
agent cooper wants a break by playing a stronger chess game against earle.
gimme a break.
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but we have to blur TV with reality, don't we?
K's dog starts howling incessantly (and high pitched). and the most albinic goddamn possum i've ever seen is crawling not 20 feet from me.
you tell me how good all this is.
#24HoTP
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agent bryson just assisted in the take down of a group of baddies, with a gun strapped between her legs. if you know what i mean.
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however, one of the fundamental edicts of 24HoTV is you control the TV, it doesn't control you. so it's okay to miss.
i can tell you i saw major briggs and implied spaceships. he was jabbering something about project bluebook (although whatever the hell was going on on the TV wasn't nearly as good as that cool TV series from when i was a kid).
and leo was drooling food.
the end.
24HoTV speech therapy
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stutter coming!
when special K added up the timing of all DVD contents for #24HoTP, he forgot to add the extras ...
so...
24HoTP is interfering with the sharks game tonight. And that's unacceptable for momma K.
so...
something's going to be rescheduled/changed.
err.
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uh, okay. i guess.
#24HoTP
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24HoTP 19:30 - extras
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#24HoTP 18:45
agent mulder. before he was agent mulder. the cross-dressing agent denise bryson.
yes.
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agent cooper being called for review of procedure?
the non-dead renault tinkering with illicit businesses?
major briggs talking about the "white lodge"?
please. i don't see the compelling story line here.
#24HoTP
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Leland's dead
Laura's dead
Maddy's dead
Teresa Banks is dead
Jacques Renault's dead
Bernard Resault's dead
Harold Smith's dead
Emory's dead
And Nadene is afraid boys might be able to look up her dress in the reflection of her shoes.
#24HoTP
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And the giant returns the ring he borrowed in the second (not as cool) dream!
And Laura can be heard in the cool dream! "My father killed me!"
And now my time to evaluate the episode is done!
24HoTP 17:00
"That's impossible!"
"Yes it is!"
Twin Peaks rolls on.
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#24HoTP
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we're rolling toward the big finish with how-to-deal-with-laura's-murderer (who by now, is clearly leland). things aren't getting happier in the peaks.
#24HoTP
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24HoTP 15:45 deleted scenes and outtakes disc 4
#24HoTP
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and just to be clear, the TV, right in front of our faces, just spent the last 15 minutes telling us.
#24HoTV
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on the up-side, he's funny and strange.
on the down-side, he doesn't act as well as the other TPers.
i'm mildly in favor. the K is mildly against.
#24HoTP
24HoTP 14:00
Noted by B: great "I've been drugged" makeup on Audrey Horne's eyes.
And we're on lucky episode 13.
24HoTP 13:45
what would have happened if i didn't fall asleep?
#24HoTP
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24HoTV 12:45*
the thing i realized as i was watching this is this show is a different sociological time in america ... no internet, no cell phones ... not that long ago ... just 25 years ... but so much has changed ... i realized all this when i saw a character make an ominous call from a phone booth ... when was the last time you received an ominous call from a phone booth?
*the only time signature that's also the same as the time of the day!
24HoTP 12:30
24HoTP 12:15 - extras
#24HoTP
Friday, April 07, 2017
24HoTP 12:00
24HoTP extras -- "a slice of lynch"
lynch has a habit of waggling the fingers in his right hand when trying to explain how things work or are moving along ... right this second, lynch is talking about how his favorite part of twin peaks is the red room and the backward masked sound track.
everyone clearly thinks of it as being an extremely special moment of television.
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24HoTP 11:15 -- extras "a slice of lynch"
absoultely fabulous. the actress who plays shelly (lynch calls her magkin), kyle M (who lynch calls "kale") and a production assistant from blue velvet who hasn't talked at all yet.
it's clear all the participants have a huge amount of respect for david lynch. the lighting is harsh, but adds more (sorta) hyper-realism.
they're talking about auditions and the movie biz. everyone clearly likes each other, with lynch throwing in the occasional "wow!"
i'll get to write it again before it's done ... and there'll be more, then.
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24HoTP 10:45
jean (part of the greasy renault family) is pushing drugs on audrey.
great episode except agent rosenfield jumped the shark and said he loved harry truman on a higher plane. i'm all for suspension of disbelief, but i'm not for absurdity.
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jerry horne is a power gormand. i love him.
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perfect.
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the K is worried his dog is going to eat the coins i've dropped on the floor. IF that's true, that's one dumb dog.
or owner.
24HoTP 08:15
things wrap tight from here until we find out who killed laura palmer (and you're not going to like it).
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in the words of agent cooper: james, what kind of a dangerous game have you been playing?
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audrey horne ties a cherry stem with her tongue.
and jacques renault mocks laura with "bite the bullet, baby." nothing makes you appreciate great direction like that fat bastard in super close-up.
bite the bullet, baby. bite the bullet.
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agent cooper and big ed are about ready to make a turn at one eye's jack's ... maybe that'll wake me up.
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lordy.
#24HoTP
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and james hurley is hitting on maddie. you have your hands full, son.
#24HoTP
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the in-episode soap invitation to love has an actress that plays two different roles...and mere minutes later, sheryl lee (who is playing laura palmer), shows up playing laura's cousin maddie fergueson.
spooky!
#24HoTP
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the cast learned to say their lines phonetically backward so when the tape was played backward, their lines would come out forward. get it? it has this eerie, strange ethereal quality that results in, pretty easily, the best television shown in my lifetime.
you could argue, with no disagreement from me, that twin peaks goes downhill from here.
what's odd is, shortly after this aired, special K were in the green room of AAPL's developer conference, reviewing the scene for possible play-back to the AAPL developer community.
douglas adams was also in the room.
"what kind of television do you yanks watch?"
"we watch stuff like this. and stranger. why? what kind of TV do you limeys watch?"
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unfortunately the K gets that.
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donna hayward asks to borrow her sister's bike...
harriet, "sure, put some air in the back tire."
this is an adult joke!
e.g.
"dad, can i borrow the car?"
"sure, put some gas in it."
#24HoTP
24HoTP 00:45
he also fingers his hawaiian dancing girl on his tie.
#24HoTP
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This is going to be awesome.
"Peter, push the plug!"
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the method of view for 24HoTP
24 hours of "Twin Peaks" starts at noon TODAY
Wednesday, March 07, 2012
24 hours of las vegas recap
on the plus side
- the 20 minute intervals for flipping was perfect. exactly the right amount of time between decisions.
- the deuce is a natural for this kind of experiment. a fun, easy, dependable ride.
- both of our cell phones made the entire run on two batteries (so what if we did vampire some juice from the transit center?).
- we beat every casino we gambled in, making this 24ho a net money winner. huge.
- twitter is well-suited for on-the-run work like this.
- this was easily the most visual 24ho.
- special K and i had the best conversations and interactions between us than we've had on any 24ho.
- we flipped to stay on the bus 13 times and flipped to get off 12.
- twitter doesn't lend itself well to longer/deeper analysis, which was mostly responsible for
- there was very little -bordering on no- interaction between the K and myself.
- we had far fewer followers and interest than we've had in the past. in fact, suttonhoo and the sofa were entirely missing from the event (ultra ironic since they both consider themselves to be social media experts).
- it felt like, maybe, i was too driven to get out, gamble, and get back on the bus. it seems like maybe maybe we should have had more see-the-largest-gold-nugget moments. i need to ask the K his opinion on this.
Tuesday, March 06, 2012
24holv gambling synopsis
MGM
casino war
+$10
margaritaville (flamingo)
3 card poker
+$5
wynn
crazy 4 poker
+$10
encore
video blackjack
+$0.50
el cortez
craps
+$9
venetian
video keno
+$0.55 (includes a quarter found in the machine)
sports bet
+$0.60
total $0.90
monte carlo
computer assisted roulette
+$2.50
ARCO
video poker
+$0.30 (includes a quarter found on the floor)
bally's
big 6
+$1
fitzgerald's
video poker
+0.25
planet hollywood
slot machine
+$3.75
golden nugget
blackjack
+$10
4 queens
blackjack switch
+$9
cosmopolitan
virtual roulette
+$0.25
monte carlo
pai gow poker
+$7
mandalay bay
robo craps
-$21
blackjack
+$23
net $2
tropicana
blackjack
+$43
net +$114.45, including all tips.
all the more impressive when you consider that the list comprises 16 different games at 17 separate casinos.
we beat every game with the exception of the robo craps table at mandalay bay ... and the only reason we really didn't beat that was due to a shooter taking far-too-long to ultimately miss our point ... the remedy for that, was to step over to the blackjack table and play a single hand to completely cover the difference. once we did that ...
we beat every casino.
Saturday, February 25, 2012
sports bet interaction at the venetian
the K has found a basketball game that can be bet on...loyola marymount versus santa clara .... loyola has a huge winning record versus, santa clara, an abysmal loser...
this will be our sports bet.
"hi. what's the smallest sports bet I can make?"
"$5."
"okay I want the money line on loyola to win."
"the money line? are you sure? for that bet you'll only win...um....60¢.".
"yeah. we're just trying to play winning bets at every casino.
laughs and shakes his head..."I've never taken a bet like this."
yes. my work on this planet is done.
07:52
06:09
01:33
01:22
K: "I'm very happy." no smile.
#24holv
Friday, February 24, 2012
24 hours of las vegas preamble
day was beginning to break and by my insistence we were listening to college radio. deteriorata was playing, and although i was intimately familiar with the poem that was being riffed, it was the first time i'd ever heard this record in my life. at that age i couldn't sleep in a moving vehicle, so i'd been awake for the whole ride ... the fatigue crossed with the bizarre humor had me cackling like a hyena.
i woke up all but those with the very highest blood alcohol contents.
we were just crossing the northern mountain chain rim and BOOM! there it was. las vegas. at that very moment the radio said, "you are a fluke of the universe. you have no right to be here."
and i was stunned. the driver punched me. "what the hell is wrong with you?" (because this was before the days of social deterioration where the phrase would have been, "what the fuck is wrong with you?")
i believe there is no difference between signals from god directed at me and serendipity. this was one or the other, it didn't matter which. eyes fixed on downtown i said, "this is a significant event."
the whole car got real quiet because that's what you do when the sober guy starts talkin' crazy.
clocks forward. it's more than 30 years later and i live in las vegas. overall, i like it here ... but i really miss my friends ...
fortunately part of that is about to be temporarily fixed.
in 24 hours special K and i begin 24 hours of las vegas. two things are on the agenda: riding the deuce and gambling -- in that order of precedence. originally we had talked about solely riding the deuce, but somehow the collective mind threw in gambling.
i'm a big believer that nearly every city of size has something that is paramount -- something so good, that if you only have half a day, and you can only do one thing, you should do that. in san francisco, it's walking the golden gate bridge. in denver, it's driving to buffalo herd overlook on I-70. in las vegas, it's riding the deuce.
i ride the length of the strip on the deuce probably five times a year. there's no better view of the country's second most famous skyline* than the front seat upstairs. in fact, we may well start our journey in that spot tomorrow by waiting for the next bus.
but 24 hours is different than normal tourism ... the biggest factor is the anchor of technology. we're doing cell phones only this go 'round, which i'm sure is right, but makes me nervous ... we've had technology problems in the 24 hour world before, and here, things could get out of hand.
i'm using an android now, which is small, tough, and has an easily changeable battery ... which is fine ... but better if the batteries i'd ordered as replacements had shown up at my house ... which they haven't.
also there's potential problem in the fact that the android is a far more immersive experience. i'm not completely sure why this is true, but i think it's due to the fact there is no keyboard and i'm stuck in the world of swype.
RULES, SUCH AS THEY ARE
the plan is to flip a coin every 20 minutes. if we flip off-bus, we go to the nearest casino** (no repeats, thank you) and play 'til we win, then get back on the bus. we gamble in a window of 20 minutes. if we win, we get back on the bus. if after 20 minutes, we're behind, we play for 20 minutes more on a game that i consider to be more "winnable."***
there are dead spots on the ride where no casinos exist. during those moments, we're putting the timer on "pause," restarting when we get back in gaming territory.
whenever we get "meal hungry," we'll just put the timer on pause and dine leisurely ... but that can only happen in conjunction with off-bus.
FEARS AND PROBLEMS
putting everything up on twitter is a new twist ... we'll be backing down to here in the long run (maybe even scraping-as-we go tomorrow -- i need to talk to the birdhead about that) but i've always really enjoyed the blog afterward and we won't be getting those larger "stop gap moments." we'll see what the result is, but it's got me mildly spooked.
i haven't been sleeping well for a couple of weeks. that could come into play. a fundamental precept of 24 hours is it's fine to sleep ... and buses are good for that ... but you'll get rousted (quickly) in a casino if you try.
HOPES AND DREAMS
i'm thinking that we might try playing every casino game (craps, roulette, slots, keno, etc.), but the problem is there are a couple really tough games in the house. house edge on big 6 is 11%. keno is around 25%. if you decide that you're just going to stand and play those things until you win, you may stand and hand over your whole wallet. which means we'll have to take the "bigger" stance of just losing there and making it up elsewhere.
in any event, the K and i treat these events just like a christian kid thinks of xmas. we're eager, anxious and keyed up. we're both ready for the ride. we were ready a week ago.
if you're ridin' along, with us, even virtually, that's swell. #24HOLV on twitter.
*i'm not sure, but NYC has to be first, right?
** anywhere you can legally gamble counts ... there are gas stations with video poker machines here.
***you'll see.
Monday, February 20, 2012
24 Hours of Las Vegas Press Release
After nearly a year and a half of stasis, the 24 Hour Enterprises (24HE) endurance-performance art duo of "Special K" and "b1-66er" have decided to once again push the limits of reasonable behavior with their newest project: "24 Hours of Las Vegas" (24HOLV). Beginning at roughly noon PST (20:00 GMT) on Saturday, February 25, the twosome will either be gambling or riding the Las Vegas Deuce for 24 consecutive hours. In a new wrinkle -and unlike previous 24HE events- the active repository for this event will be Twitter, using the hashtag #24HOLV.
Background
In February of 2006, 24HE was born with the intent of watching 24 hours of consecutive television, randomly changing the channel every 15 minutes. The surprisingly huge success of 24 Hours of TV (24HOTV) -especially given that the fundamental idea was based on nothing more than raw stupidity- encouraged the duo of Special K and b1-66er to move forward with other 24HE events. For an encore the twosome did 24HOTV 2 and then lept ahead with "The Entirety of the Planet of the Apes" -- a super-marathon of 48 hours where the totality of Ultimate Planet of the Apes DVD Collection was viewed. In 2010, 24HE moved off the sofa and onto mass transit for a complete day with 24 Hours of Staten Island Ferry.
Las Vegas, The 24 Hour Way
On the surface, 24HOLV may seem like a ideologically cheap and intellectually sophomoric concept -- only because it is. But digging deeper into the concept brings out the subtle wrinkles that will allow you to abhor it even more.
b1-66er puts it this way, "I don't typically watch television, so 24 Hours of TV has always felt like watching a car accident ... You want to take your eyes off it, but you can't ... And a bigger problem problem for me, the viewer, is I feel as though I'm actually in the car that's wrecking. 24 Hours of Staten Island Ferry was liberating, not only because I got to get up and move around, but also because there were quite a few more hot chicks -not to mention transit zombies- than a normal 24HE event."
Special K views it somewhat differently. "I love mass transit. I love Las Vegas. Mass Transit in Las Vegas? That's a no-brainer" (a category for which the K is especially well-qualified). Mr. K continues, "Lots of people pull all-nighters in Vegas, but it's nearly always for senseless hedonism and debauchery, no one ever does it specifically with misguided intent for posterity." Borrowing from "Videodrome," he adds, "24HE beats others who are technically just as clueless solely because we have a philosophy."
The Ticket, the Coin Flip and the Underlying Goal
In a city known for its come-ons, one of the least talked about deals is a ride on the Deuce -the double decker bus running the length of the Las Vegas "Strip," connecting Mandalay Bay Resort to Downtown Las Vegas. $7 gives you a 24 hour pass -- when the duo buys theirs this coming Saturday, 24HOLV officially starts. (Do note that Special K is quick to point out that in mathematical terms the Deuce is infinitely more expensive than the Staten Island Ferry, which is free.)
With a nod to the random nature of the original 24HOTV, a coin will be flipped every 20 minutes deciding nothing more than whether or not to stay on the bus. If the pair is "flipped off," they will go to the nearest casino, gamble until they win and then get back on the bus.
Using his degree in Applied Mathematics as a backstop, b1-66er puts it this way, "We don't have to win a lot, just a little. And really, you can martingale your way out of just about anything." Stealing from Citizen Kane he adds, "Winning isn't hard, if all you want to do is win a little."
Special K, however, expresses doubt. "I don't want to lose my ass on this," adding with a mumble, "believe me, I have more than a little ass to lose."
b1-66er lays out the bigger plan. "In the 1950s sense, Vegas is all about the wise guys and the suckers. Insiders always have a line, outsiders are always trying to find it. I live in Vegas -- if I can't find the line, no one can." In complete bravado, he continues, crowing, "at the end of 24HOLV, I have every intention to have more money in my pocket than when I started ... and you better believe I'm not stopping at the ATM, nor committing a crime for money, to get more. For Saturday breakfast, we're going to have pancakes at Du-par's in the Golden Gate ... I have some promotional play-til-you-lose chips that I can use on the dice table -with no money out of my pocket- and that will be our starting stake for 24HOLV."
Special K adds with only a minor amount of hesitation, "I'm not sure what b1-66er means, but I'm sure he's right."
Twitter to the Front, Blogger to the Back
Special K talks 24HE communication philosophy. "Mobile phones are so powerful -and we're going to be running around so much- that we simply can't justify using anything else for 24HOLV. Twitter is far better suited to the mobile environment -- we'll just back the whole event off to the Web on 24hoursoftv.com when we're done." Showing where his true morals lie, Special K adds, "I'll beg for a power outlet from an $80 hooker before I schlep a laptop and a bag of batteries up and down the Strip a dozen times."
As Always, Watch or Join In
24HOLV will start on or around noon this Saturday, February 25 and run 24 hours. On Twitter you can search for the hash tag #24HOLV, as well as following Special K @24HoTVS and b1-66er @24HoTVb. If you happen to be in Las Vegas and would like to partake in any portion of the event, you are certainly welcome. Call Lou Kije on 1-512-RUBY-RED (24 hours, of course) and leave a detailed message, Polterzeitgeist personnel will get back to you.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
too much TV linked to earlier death
comment from special K:
Correlation is shown but not causation. This is sloppy research and
writing but it's ALWAYS done this way.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
PS
1. B1 is the finest creative mind to come from the outer nebulas since Krendor the Shaved. I'm thrilled he chose me to be his co-lunatic for this event.
2. We didn't tell you about one of my favorite conversations:
K: So what caused the disastrous ferry crash?
B: Bad transformer.
K: Megatron?
24:00 ft -- fin
Despite all the technological turmoil on my part, we made it. Fortuitiously, my favorite interior seats are open ... Bow seats on the bridge of a Molinari class ship.
From here I see the statue of liberty ... Since I can hear my freedom ring, I bid you adieu.
Super thanks to special K. Big big thanks to the accomplice, @girlonferry And mr. Crypto. Thanks to everyone who read, commented or tweeter.
There'll be another 24 hour enterprises event ... We just don't know when.
22:59
Welcome to the Staten Island Ferry.
This will be my last regular report. I feel I have been remiss in telling you things about the ferry and Staten Island itself. So here goes.
The Staten Island Railway is 14 miles long. Sometimes they put the ferry on the railroad for fun.
Staten Island is home to the fourth longest boardwalk in the world.
Staten Island was the site of the first tennis court in the US.
The thing about the ferry on the railroad is made up.
In 1871 a boiler explosion aboard the Staten Island ferry boat Westfield II killed over 125 passengers.
Staten Island is the only borough in New York City that does not share a land border with another borough. Sharing is generally a good thing.
You can walk across the Bayonne Bridge from Staten Island to Bayonne, NJ. Let me know how that works out for you.
In 2010 two people rode the Staten Island Ferry 46 times in a row over a 24-hour period. They were never seen again.
Goodbye,
S.
22:25
Little-known fact: the Staten Island Ferry is made entirely of chickpeas.
There's a good chance we're going to complete this successfully.
For some reason, where we're sitting the ferry is sort of bouncing. First time for that.
-S
I think it's the ferry bouncing and not me.
22:15 ft
On the bridge deck of he Molinari class ships, there's a layout ... One end of the ship is labelled "staten island" the other is tAped over to say "manhattan" -- it said "new York" underneAth.
Why the change?
Staten island IS NY ... There's a fairly deep prejudice against SI by he other boroughs ... This clearly was intolerable.
I
M stunned with the condition special K is in that he caught it.
21:45 ft
They move an unbelievable number of people through the boarding area in a very short period of time. Impossibly short. I bet it borders on fastest possible.
There is a wide range of ferries ... From the swanky Molinari class to the ultra crappy Andrea dorea class.
A huge percentage of people on our ferries have "recircUlated" (gotten back on)- maybe as many as 15%.
SI terminal is better than manhattan.
My favorite ferry seat iS center bow on the bridge deck of a Molinari class boat.
Security truly could not care less if you ride for 24 hours straight.
My feet hurt.
When in NYC, I drink Poland Spring water.
Thank you for your attention.
-Spesh
20:37 FT
We just saw a group of orthodox Jews and B1 is trying to tell me they're not Jews, they're "Hooterz" from Montana. He must think I'm really tired. Which I am.
7 rides to go.
20:10 ft
Special k is dangerously far gone now ... Like brain damaged scary.
One example
K, "did I tell you about my tour guides in Hungary?"
B1, "yes."
K, "what?"
B1, "yes, you told me."
K, "see! I told you I told you!"
B1, "what the hell? I just told *you* that.". No response. He's sleeping micro sleeps. "hey man! I told *you* that"
K, "what?"
B1, "about your translator."
K, "we were talking about that? -<mumbles something> did you call me 'Scott' just now?"
4 hours left. He may cronenberg by then.
In other news, we're on the hurricane deck. The ship was pulled before we could ride it before.
19:45 ft
Coming off the last ferry a short, thin black woman started singing in (very good) full on raspy gospel style ... For the life of me, I don't know what she was trying to impress on the audience as a whole, but I sure liked the sound of her voice.
SpeciAl k, in his attunement to humAnity, burbled, "she musta missed the three AM ferry."
We're riding with the biggest crowd we've seen ... The big race that all the firefighters were in is over and the crowd as a whole seems beat.
Crowded calm rules the ferry.
18:56 FT
I have fallen asleep in the middle of typey typing a bunch of times now. Three times B1 has grabbed a nearly falling iPhone from my sleeping hand.
In general neither of us can recall which terminal we're headed toward at any given moment without lots of thought and a look out the window.
The lower deck of the MV Andrew J. Barberi is almost empty. We hungrily gobble power and potato chips.
5 hours to go. Go. Go.
-Special Decay
16:25 ft
If I was wide awake, I would be piSsed. Instead, I say the things that don't kill me make me stronger ... Mostly because I'm too goddamn tired to come up with anything more clever.
Special k is full-on hallucinating.
Which is a very long-winded way of saying "all is well."
16:53 FT
Oh look! There's the Statue of Liberty. Again. IT DOES NOT GET OLD.
--sorry. Next was the young woman who stood lost in her own world, blocking anyone who tried to get into the ferry waiting room. Finally, we had to get past two girls who lined up a photo right across the main pedestrian thoroughfare.
We defeated them all. Because we're not done yet.
16:23
Vignettes on the Staten Island Ferry:
Dude with guitar.
Dude with eyepatch unpacks his McDonalds breakfast.
Dock tender yells "Go Red Sox" at Yankee fans as they board.
9 Indian guys behind me talking loud.
I'm so tired. I'm in sleep free-fall. I might quit if I could. But there's nowhere to go! Hey, what are you looking at?
16:10 FT
that goddamn andrea dorea practically totalled my hiptop battery *and*
in the process wiped out my 15:30 post. the verbage was shakespearen
(now lost forever), although the picture sucked. good riddance, i say.
we're full-on day timers now. kicks soccer groups. kids attitude
camps. kids enthusiasm workshops. kids hair braiding practice. and on
and on.
chatter chatter chatter. clap clap clap.
i haven't seen this much enthusiasm since that kid was selling magazines
at my door and if she got just *one* more subscription, she'd go to walt
disney world!
seriously, where the hell does all this come from this time of the
morning. it's 08:00 bloody o'clock ON A FRICKEN SUNDAY.
no wonder that guy sits over there with that iphone on muttering to
himself.
still, i'm glad we're on here ... and special K ALMOST missed it because
of the ship change ... literally last man on.
14:55
Yes, the long night produced one more drama before it ended (the guy was OK; "All in a day's work," said the NYC cop). But now...
Cheerleaders.
Race runners.
Moms.
Dads.
Canadians.
Who let all these normal people onto our ferry? Dammit.
I can only assume they read our blog and decided to join the fun.
-Special K
The riders at this hour are boringly normal. It's possible that none is an escaped convict or homicidal looney.
I'm having trouble staying awake as I type. I'll have to deal with that.
-Spaced case
13:48 PT
-Specialist K
13:30 FT
special K's device has given up the power ghost ... in moments of
extreme duress and tiredness, the K has the ability to come up with
gems; pearls of wisdom holding a clarity that his otherwise TV addled
brain is not capable of. he said:
"it's better to 'blog and not ride; than to ride and not 'blog."
the main reason he says this is that when any 24 hour enterprises event
finishes -- long after it's done, in fact -- the most important thing is
the most enduring, namely, the 'blog. the bits and pieces of what we've
written.
as i was leaving the boat i saw a power outlet tucked in an
out-of-the-way spot near the bow ... i mentioned that we could split up,
one person re-boarding and trying the outlet ... the other camping at
the terminal ... but the K is fairly sure he tried it before ... and
with our level of fatigue, that's good enough.
for the next hour we'll be camped by the 24 hour mini mart in the
manhattan ferry terminal.
13:00 ft
But here, we're having juice problems ... This isn't so much 24hosif as it is 24 hours of trying to find a power plug.
The corse is definitely bigger here on the 05:00 than the 04:00. We're starting to see that cross of early risers and late night nesters. For the most part people just want to see the ride over.
I'm not far away from feeling that myself ... I'm tired.
12:30 ft
There's definitely q commute here ... Counters come off manhattan and are loud bordering on obnoxious ... We're seeing all the guys we weren't seeing before ... I guess they hang on longer hoping something fortunate will happen.
From the SI side, the crowds now are very small ... 65 on the lastima bota ... And they're ALL remarkably Subduded.
I Look like a genius saying the lowest ridership time would be 04:00 ... Now I'll push my luck and say it only goes up from here.
-- b1
11:57 FT
This is Alice Austen, namesake of our boat. Sorry about the lack of AC plugs, Alice. But really, get with the program.
Just when I thought the creepy crawlers had gone to bed, here's Aunt Hagatha looking through the trash.
B1 predicted the 4 AM boat would have the fewest people. So far he's right. Approximately 65 on this quiet voyage puts the lie to our previous prediction of "never fewer than hundreds".
And we're halfway done.
-Special K
11:36 FT
I'm not seeing many wackos on recent trips. Just loud kids coming from the clubs, sleepy commuters, and. That's it. There is no third thing I'm seeing. Bite me.
Also, I slept a bit, and didn't see anything at that time.
Things I saw on the floor of the terminal waiting room just now:
A binky.
A puddle. Probably not nasty.
A NYC Metrocard.
A black bra.
A small brown bar that was probably a Baby Ruth but still might clear the terminal and anyway the Smails kid would eat it.
Typing is getting harder. Letters keep reversing themselves and going the other way.
A guy just looked right at me and said either "Hey buddy" or "Hey Scotty".
And now the club kids have quieted and are beginning to pass out.
-Spec K
11:10 ft
But the people who are here are interesting ... An albino lack woman and her daughter ... A heavy-set white guy talking to a fully flames gang banger about computing ... A Chinese-mexican guy next to me who is deep deep in thought on some extremely perplexing problem -- and he's obviously making headway.
The rattle, hum and throb of the ferry creates and underlying beat that holds he pulse of this small body of people ... It keeps them together and that's a good thing ...
I think this is the calmest crowd of size I've ever been in in NY.
-- u2
Saturday, September 25, 2010
10:45 ft
My posting from 2 rides ago got et when I lost power ... I won't try to recover that now ...
Instead I'll tell you about my dream of 2 seconds from last trip ...
I walk into a bank to ask for a loan.
The end.
Short, sweet and open to interpretation.
The crowd now is the loudest per capital that we've had. Many woman in short black dresses that have to continually pull them down over their buttS in various states of drunkenness. And what's weird? No clubbing guys, or at least, none that I recognize as such:
I feel good, better than you would guess for typing on a fricken iPhone.
If we don't get live plug, we may have to sit 1 ride out ... Or something.
10:06 FT
We get off the boat, because everybody has to get off. And they enforce that. Then we have to walk alllll the waaaay around and reenter the ferry terminal. And they enforce that too. This makes 24 Hours of Staten Island Ferry the most physically challenging 24 Hours event ever, by a factor of infinity.
But we decided we're glad we have to get off and walk around. Because otherwise we would just sit here. And without TV, that would suck.
For the first time, the crowd is small enough that we had to hustle to make it back on. The penalty for missing a boat is one hour in the slammer, aka the terminal.
Every single trip, I'm surprised to notice that we're already moving. I guess subconsciously I expect to hear an announcement, or feel something. But the ride is very smooth, luckily. So far.
Some dude noticed we were riding back and forth and asked me about it. I was kind of noncommittal and obnoxious to him. I was trying to figure out if he knew about 24HOSIF, but he didn't seem to, and he was serial killerly creepy enough that I didn't want him to be my little buddy. Eventually he just walked away.
And we're getting majorly into Night of the Living Dead now. Rules are ignored. Music is played out loud. People stretch out across multiple seats. And the whole shebang is just smelling worse than it used to.
B1 is asleep, like I hope to be soon.
-Spatial K
09:35 FT
The combination of small boat and hourly schedule combine to oh forget it.
We have an INSANE CLOWN POSSE dude.
We have a dead ringer for Grace Jones.
We have seats with scary stains.
We have no bananas today.
You get the idea. Don't you?
I wonder when my body will allow me to sleep. 2 hours sleep in the past 42 is pretty much unprecedented for me. Also it's never happened before.
Spock out.
-Special K
quote of the moment
manhattan for you."
-- visitstatenisland.com propaganda flyer
(i'm reading it as i'm currently stranded in SI terminal)
08:15 FT
waiting for the next one.
the accomplice of @redelvis has essentially gone quiet and/or comatose.
in the meantime, mr. crypto was saying that he was considering buying a
lighthouse ... for the low-low price of US$35k, he coulda bought a light
house somewhere out in the general NY harbor.
the zombie factor is starting to ramp. as we wait for the next ferry
there is one guy with a slack-jaw who is clearly muttering to himself --
the plain white t-shirt helps as a costume of bewilderment. on the boat
special K said, "things aren't getting too bad" and i pointed to a stunt
double of boris karloff's saying, "what about that guy?" and K couldn't
even respond ... "oh, oh oh! OH!"
there're two sniffer dogs in the terminal here ... i don't know what
they're looking for. one of them just piped up and the cop told it to
shut up -- making me feel ever-more secure.
there was a plaque on the wall of our last ferry to the people who lost
their lives on it (in the recent ferry accident). K *loves* the fact
that they talk about their accidents, although i'm not sure exactly
why.
i'm sure there's more to report ... right this second, i'm not sure what
it is.
-- b1
07:40 FT
professor type immediately across from me who is heavily studying his
most recent copy of "recorder" magazine.
mr. crypto has joined us, which i was going to say was a "good thing,"
except right this second he's being a penis. i can't be too hard (if
you'll excuse the expression) on him, though, because i have to stay at
his place after being up for 24 hours.
the man with recorder magazine just left ... i think it was because i
said "penis" out loud.
but with smoked tuna loin sandwich and barley and mushroom soup from 2nd
ave. deli, i'm doing damn good. expect a carbo-load crash in about 90
minutes.
07:07 FT
This ride is officially the "Jersey Shore Season N Tryouts". God help us.
Mr. Pukeyguts was seen staggering onto our Manhattan-bound boat, still wearing his business suit. We gave him a wide berth. Or Bertha. Whatever it takes.
The Accomplice has joined us with delicious food made in the manner of the Hebrews. We are forever grateful. Wherever did she find such food in New York City?
In front of me now are two Japanese women, 40-something, tourists. They are carrying shopping bags from The Strand Bookstore, Victoria's Secret, and Wendy's.
And if that doesn't say Staten Island Ferry, then, well, gosh.
-Special K
06:35 FT
Staten Island is my Ellis Island. I carry with me all my belongings. The ferry is my steamship. I am excited and nervous about the new world.
Of course, almost none of this is true.
The ferry is now for the always-awake, the partygoers, and still, against all odds, at least one tour group.
And one older Asian guy puking his guts out in a trash can at the Manhattan terminal (red wine, I'm guessing).
And now: corned beef. I'm eating, I mean.
-Special K
06:05 FT
side-order of already-mostly-drunk club women"
it's a cheery place in a singing-and-laughing women sort-of place,
unless you've forgotten your german roots and then it feels mildly
suggestive or aggressive depending on your disposition.
i'm starting to feel the burn, but i've still got some run in me.
having said that, i forgot to take pictures this time, didn't i?
technical 'blog detail
that it always assigns it with my byline ...
for clarity's sake, we'll start signing what we write individually.
-- b1
05:35 FT
manhattan side ... special K says, "it takes a special kind of dumbass
to do that" and he's right.
we've got 'em on here now. groups of kids howling. groups of people
chanting in spanish. groups of miscellaneous people howling in spanish
and chanting in english.
our kindly day ferry has been swapped for a yellow and red seated night
monster with a third more capacity and running 1/2 as often ... if you
were from denver you'd say this is the lakeside amusement park of
ferries ... and you'd be right.
-- b1-66er
05:11 PT
I think he's kidding. OR DO I???
The seats on this boat are ketchup and mustard in color. They're hard plastic and gaudy.
Not one single word of the minutes-long public address announcements are comprehensible.
I love you, Staten Island Ferry.
04:19 FT
03:46 FT
- Crazy-haired Rorschach/Belker looking dude screaming into his cell phone.
- Women yelling in restroom line.
- People in blue Governor's Island shirts acting drunk.
- Garbage getting smellier.
- Man speaking Estonian.
I hereby raise the NOTLD quotient to 2.3. I also predict the NOTLDQ will tend to be higher on runs to Staten Island.
The number of tourists is falling fast. Into the harbor (not really).
On our 7th leg, somehow it's been the same boat every time. Thanks, Captain Criss Angel, Mindfreak.
03:05 FT
get stranger.
special K is still making tons of sense, but looks bad bad. i'm
forgetting things like which side of the passage i'm on.
things to note about the bottom ride from the bow specifically:
"the most authentic ferry smell." -- special K
the best night city/water combo view.