Sunday, June 29, 2008

Japanese Breakfast, Puerto Rican Shower

Worked a banquet two nights in a row - first one 2,500 french Canadian high school graduates that looked like the spikey haired tanners from New Jersey.

Second night an Italian-Greek wedding. Both nights I essentially serve to the point of mass consumption - under direction from the big boss. The food just ends up seeming sort of like garbage? They throw so much of it out anyway! And often treat the staff like they are also disposable. Serving in the abyss people - it is the true trial by fire. at one point I had to carry this tray of 30 waters filled to the brim from one end of the room to the next - the room that was to seat the 2,500 people - someone was helping me and I said no, I got it, I can carry it. At about the halfway point I realised how heavy it was and I felt like Eddy Murphy in the Golden Child walking across the wooden beams with explicit instructions from the tibetan lama NOT to spill a DROP of water.
Except there was no lama. no gong cymbal sounding upon my arrival.
ah the task of a silent yogi. which is what I am because to make it through these nights I have to PRAY the ENTIRE TIME...Archangel invocations, soul mantras, the whole nine, there is no other way through it. It is so bizarre to be in a room full of so many people and not one of them resembles Gandalf, Frodo or Bibbity bobbity boo.
Psychic spies from China
Try to steal your mind's elation
Little girls from Sweden
Dream of silver screen quotations
And if you want these kind of dreams
It's Californication
Destruction leads to a very rough road
But it also breeds creation
And earthquakes are to a girl's guitar
They're just another good vibration
And tidal waves couldn't save the world
From Californication

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