Saturday, February 14, 2009

It's February 14th...

...and, of course, I know that that means.

It's a work day for me, as I have to head off to an exhibit and then write about it. It's not something I would look at on my own, I must admit, but has the saving grace of not being related to anything I ordinarily write about. I'm hoping this will lead to orders for other articles on unfamiliar (to me, anyway) topics.

This means I'll miss the Valentine's Day dinner at the local International Order of Red Men lodge. They eat early, beginning the festivities at 6:00. The price is right -- $19.95 per person, "includes dinner, drinks dessert & entertainment" according to the flier stuck in my door last night -- but even the free drinks wouldn't make up for the fact that I'd be sitting there by myself....

I do wonder about the "entertainment," though. What would tickle the fancies of the pretend-Native Americans, anyway? Musicians? Stand-up comedy? A magic act, maybe?

The flier gives no hints. It merely lists the basic info, superimposed over an inexplicable photo of a rose in a vase (low-cost black & white reproduction gives it a vaguely sinister horror-movie vibe) with a starfish and conch shell below. Could the latter two items be "Red Man" totems? Dunno....

It almost seems weird enough to check out.

But I'll be working, and this Valentine's Day will be, as too many others have been, just another day.

I will avoid going into any brick warehouses, though, and will certainly stay the hell away from Chicago.

15 comments:

deb said...

"But I'll be working, and this Valentine's Day will be, as too many others have been, just another day."

Yep, same here. At least there's work.

Lou said...

My curiosity was piqued by your reference to the International Order of Red Men so had to do some research. I see one of the stated aims of the fraternity was to keep native American culture alive so it makes sense that the joining criteria (except for the Pocahostas chapter) were white, male, protestant, aged over 21.

Pity you can't make it, I'd love to hear about it and any secret hand shakes and/or password type activity you might witness.

Have a good day anyway and good luck with the exhibit/work.

tamale said...

just another day here...a particularly awful day for me, but just another day

mr-stu said...

With two young kids it is very difficult to do anything romantic here for Valentines Day.

Doug said...

I have made a photo Valentine and posted it, and it is, of course, beer and burger night. I'm kinda glad that my writing skills prevent anyone from asking me to write for them.

Joan said...

That is some gruesome picture in the V D Day Massacre link.

International Order of Men? That is a new one.

Happy VD Day Scrib!

MrScribbler said...

mr-stu -- Errrrm, the fact that you have two wee ones suggests that you have at least done "something romantic" on a couple of previous occasions!

John0 Juanderlust said...

I must have missed something significant re brick warehouses, or am ignorant of some cultural matter to which you refer. Neither is uncommon for me.
VD doesn't bother me. Another benefit of wearing a helmet.

mr-stu said...

Now you mention it I suppose you are right, although the second one was not planned but we are very happy he is around.

MrScribbler said...

JohnOJuan -- All would have been revealed if you had clicked on the link...which was inextricably tied to both brick warehouses and Chicago!

The Red Man Lodge is not made of brick....

John0 Juanderlust said...

I didn't want to click. I admit it. If it bummed you out, I figured I would be likewise affected.

John0 Juanderlust said...

OK. It was a happy link. My bad. Now I see that it was not as I thought.

Anonymous said...

v-day meant fuck-all for me. -_-

-w

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