Well, let’s see? Like out of a movie? cinematic moments. Naw, I never had any of those. But wait…My friends from the Grove Street crash pad we called the Folkie Palace swore that when the movie Animal House came out, they had stolen entire scenes from our parties and us. But they guessed that they just couldn’t get in the really good parts – like when we paraded a friend around Beacon Hill tied to a cross on Good Friday, dispensing Dixie cups of red wine. Officer Capucchi almost arrested us for public indecency, then the diaper slipped.
Or there was the “Great Turkey Piñata” caper. A papier-mache piñata in the shape of a turkey filled with candy and fireworks. It was almost a tragedy, but mostly hilarious when it exploded. Of course, there was the Halloween we observed the ancient tradition of carving turnips, rather than pumpkins. Getting hit with a turnip in a Halloween street fight hurts a lot more than a pumpkin!
Then there was the night when my friends in the operating room went out for dinner, drinks, and a movie. Dinner went well, but maybe we had a few too many drinks. We decided afterward to go to the movies. The cult favorite Caligula had just been released, and the Puritans of Boston had not yet managed to ban its being shown. So, of course, our merry band went to see it in its as-yet-uncut glory. We were ejected from the theatre well before the end. Our hoots, derision, and calls for it to get even raunchier disturbed the people there to see it for its “art”.
Nope! The movies are too calm, staid, and prosaic for me. If you mouse over to the tab on my site saying Folkies, all of the goodies are there. Uncensured!
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