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62nd Festival, SNL, royal visit
This past Saturday in Swainsboro was chock-full of stuff to do. I worked my usual photographic assignment by covering the Pine Tree Festival Parade and was glad to see so many people out and about in less-than-sparkly weather. Despite the absence of sunshine, the temperature was quite pleasant and I sweated less than usual, which is always a plus. U.S. Highway 1 was crowded on both sides with adults and children. One of those Shriner clowns gave me a big bear hug. Great make-up job! Is it my imagination or were there more people this year than last? It seemed like it. Walking amongst the crowds at the Boneyard seemed much more difficult this year- there were people everywhere! I bought some shea butter black soap and a shell ring at an African booth and Alan got a beautiful woven bag for his art supplies. That night, we went to see the 3rd annual "Live from Swainsboro- It's Saturday Night!" at the Auditorium. I've seen all three of these productions and I continue to marvel at the enormous talent shown by the Friends of Jason Wicker. This year, they did my favorite skit of all time, one that had Alan and me gulping for air the first time we saw it on the real SNL show. It's a parody of an NPR program, and that's all I can say. The double-entendre theme of the skit is priceless and a little too risqué for me to describe in print! Suffice it to say that I was almost rolling in the aisles. This may be the last production of Swainsboro SNL and I'd like to congratulate every cast and crew member and the two bands who entertained us. You guys rock! Royal Highness vs. Royal Idiot If there was one White House dinner I would've loved to be a fly on the wall at it, would have to be the one that entertained Queen Elizabeth II on Monday. Bush already made a "verbal slip" in his welcome speech to her by saying that Queen Elizabeth II had helped America celebrate its Bicentennial "in 1776." I'm sure the Queen was surprised to find out she was over 231 years old. I can't imagine what President Bush and the Queen talked about. Apparently, royal protocol prohibits the Queen to talk about politics, and maybe even religion, so that leaves subjects like culture, the arts, and food. Oh well, Bush could probably wax poetic on Texas barbecue so one out of three's not so bad. And then there is the ever-popular weather. Everyone can talk about the weather. Even so, I can't help but dream that their conversation may have gone like this: (Note to those who may experience ignorant indignation, the following portion is what's called "satire." Look it up.) The Queen: President Bush, you look quite spiffy in your white tie and cummerbund. The Bush: Whoa there! Did you just call me a white bum, Queenie? The Queen: I beg your pardon? The Bush: Oh heck, sure I can pardon you, gal! If good ol' Scooter and Rover can get away with stuff, I don't see why you can't! Heh heh heh. The Queen: I'm not quite sure what you're talking about. The Bush: Don't worry, honey. I get that all the time.- Jacquie Brasher is senior staff writer for The Forest-Blade and may be reached at jacquie@forest-blade.com
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