If you haven’t seen a Roller Derby game, now’s the time.
Two teams of girls on skates going in circles. What’s better than that? How about fishnets? And great names.
I mean, Bev Rage?? Kinda awesome. She’s a part of the champion Tucson team, the Furious Truckstop Waitresses, who laid waste to the Prescott team, the Whiskey Row-llers, on Saturday night. It was a bloodbath with a final score of 224 to 80. That’s an obliteration. But the FTW is a better team with better skaters. The Whiskey Row-ller’s only strong point is this chica:
Buffy something or other (the FTW also have much better names and better outfits…), a bruiser with a black mouth guard, a fierce neck tattoo and a general crushing demeanor who spent most of her time on the penalty chairs for her casual dismissal of every rule.
Skates in the air: never good, though Buffy looks pleased.
We spent a couple hours watching Buffy body check the opposition and yell at the ref through her mouth guard while the FTW sidestepped all the Whiskey blockers and scored points until they got tired and called off the jam. A very solid Saturday night.
My friend Missy and I spent Easter Sunday in Jerome, a little mining town over the mountain from Prescott, AZ.
Virgin Guadalupe gets a lot of love in the Southwest.
More strange yard art:
Why does the hulk have a dryer on his head and his leg in the air? Why ask why… At some point, I expect to see John Dempsey’s backyard turn into a type of Tinker Town.
He and his wife Mary run a shop called House of Joy, housed in the building that once held a brothel in Jerome. They call their shop a brothel boutique (very likely the only one in all the world) and they sell brothel-esque paraphernalia (sequin pasties, anyone?), original brothel inspired artwork inclusive of pin up girls and glitter and a fair amount of antique pieces found in and around Jerome. I was kind of intrigued with their brothel tokens that looked like metal poker chips. Miners bought them and redeemed them with prostitutes, which is a reasonable system that kept all the money in one location thus reducing risk to the girls who could have gotten robbed in addition to everything else
In continuation of our bordello themed exploits, Missy and I ate dinner at an Italian place called Belgian Jenny’s Bordello Pizzeria. I’m going to classify the name as incredible, the food as good, the décor as disturbing (Christmas decorations should come down by April…) and the service as abysmal. I wouldn’t recommend it but I do love the name. We then came home to watch trashy movies and hang out.
I’m calling that a great Easter. I hope yours was equally as interesting.
See you then.
Roller Derby looks menacing. Your Easter Sunday sounded great. Brothels, bordellos, trashy movies – you sure out did mine!
Next time I’ll stay an extra weekend and we’ll spend it together!
get on that road, girl! we’re dying to see you!
O.N.E. W.E.E.K. Can you believe it??
N.O!!!!! I’m *SO* excited!
So in roller derby, do the two teams circle the rink at high speeds in opposite directions? That’s how the Large Hadron Collider works.
That might be interesting. A everlasting round of high 5’s? But no, roller derby is all in one direction. Have you never gone to a game??
Can you believe I have not?! Even with Tucson having a home team and all.