April 22, 2014 - 10:13 AM
Buzz is fine the morning after Dyngus Day but our computer has a hangover. It will not let us post our pictures!
Pictures will have to come later. Meanwhile enjoy The News' gallery of pictures! And here are highlights that stand out from last night:
Politicians in the parade being freely booed by the crowd.
Handsome Polish cop directing huge fire trucks and other pieces of heavy equipment around the tricky turn. Other duties included keeping crowds back and removing drunks from the path of the parade.
Polka band at Mickiewicz Library doing a number on the Beatles' "Golden Slumbers/Carry That Weight."
Buzz being admonished for sipping our shot of Krupnik as opposed to downing it in one gulp the way you are supposed to when someone buys you a shot. We love to savor the taste of it and for that the Polish were mocking us out. "Go from the wrist," we are told.
At St. Stanislaus, Bishop and Martyr, a huge tower of Zywiec cans reached yards into the air. Nearby was a fortress of cans, topped by a wine bottle and a cross.
Also at St. Stan's, you had to watch where you sat because certain seats had pools of beer on them.
You knew at St. Stan's that the night has gathered momentum when people had to be escorted out. Buzz saw a half dozen or so in that predicament. Ha, ha! Shame!
The Polish Heritage Dancers had their own bus! (Tod Kniazuk of the Arts Services Initiative said: "I know bands that don't have their own bus.") And when they arrived at St. Stan's they were like rock stars.
More to come, along with pictures.
Ah, the memories!
County Executive Mark Poloncarz will be pardoning a butter lamb today at 2:30 p.m. at the Broadway Market. The gesture does not melt the heart of one Polish Catholic gentleman.
The ceremony appears to be a kind of mash-up of Easter with Thanksgiving, when a turkey is pardoned by the White House. The butter lamb, though, represents a more complicated situation. According to Polish tradition it is supposed to represent Christ, the Lamb of God. And in the Bible, when the mob was calling for Christ's crucifixion, it was Pontius Pilate, the Roman governor, who could have said no but instead reluctantly agreed.
Hence our friend's righteous objection to today's ceremony starring Poloncarz.
He says: "I didn't know he had the powers of Pilate."
Buzz had to smile seeing a Dyngus Day party announcement from St. Gabriel's Of The Parking Lot.
Oops, we meant to write St. Gabriel of Our Lady of Sorrows because that is the actual saint the church is named for. But the church is fronted by a magnificent parking lot, a gleaming expanse that glistens in the winter and bakes in the summer and has room for a million cars. The lot is clearly visible in the picture above.
It is more than a parking lot. It is a focal point! The church as good as admitted to that in its Dyngus Day ad, which appears in the Original Dyngus Day Guide 2014, on page 3.
God love St. Gabriel's, it advertises, as one of its Easter highlights, along with its 11:30 a.m. polka mass and 12 p.m. Polish buffet:
"Ample Parking in Large Lighted Parking Lot."
Two journalists working for the BBC were at the Statler last night, seeking information about Bashar Issa, who memorably owned the Statler for a spell a few years ago.
Buzz happened upon the journalists interviewing Howard, the guy we married. Howard was also involved in the Statler saga. Buzz made the case that maybe the filmmakers should interview us on the grounds that we somehow inherited Bashar Issa's jacket, which he left behind at the Statler, and now we wear it to the gym. The journalists laughed politely but declined to film us.
The filmmakers, Ben Lewis and Sarah Robinson, will be in Buffalo for the next few days as they look into Issa's couple of years here. Issa's adventures continued after he left. We liked this colorful rundown of them in the British paper the Guardian.
Makes us think, in a way Issa did wind up being good for Buffalo. It appears he is good for our tourism.
How about a Bashar Issa Museum?
In Buffalo, the competition in the department of Strange Things You Get Paid To Do is always keen, but actor Dave Lundy surely scores high in this category. He spent five hours on Sunday, starting at 7:30 a.m., running around with a shovel, fighting imaginary alligators.
He was a paid extra in "Alligator Apocalypse," being shot Sunday next to the Hotel @ the Lafayette. (A corner of the hotel is apparently standing in for the Empire State Building. Buffalo plays New York.) Another alligator fighter was the stellar jazz pianist Kevin Doyle. We have Kevin Doyle to thank for this action-packed shot, which we snatched from the jaws of his Facebook page.
Lundy has appeared in some arresting dramatic productions. And Buzz, who has admired him on stage at Shakespeare in the Park, had to ask: In "Alligator Apocalypse," when he was in the teeth of battle, where did he get his motivation, so he could look believable fighting imaginary beasts? Did he brandish his shovel westward and imagine directing his wrath against various government officials?
Lundy said no.
"They told us to look serious and not smile," he said.
Now that had to be tough. You have to admire actors. They are not like the rest of us.
We bet when he said goodbye to the filmmakers he did not even say "See you later, alligator."
Buzz, being a mere mortal, would not have been able to resist!
Scoot over, Luna. Joggers over the weekend were stopping to gawk at something much less often seen.
A genuine Plymouth Horizon!
We think it calls for a Latin identification tag.
Along with one of those old triangular signs reading "Vanishing Animal."
Gee, we never really wanted to climb a debris pile before but now we kind of want to.
We would also like to ape the zoo and put a sign like this next to our desk!
Hearing about Ringo Starr's upcoming visit to Artpark, Buzz was swept up in nostalgia for 2001, which is when we went to see the one, the only, the great Pete Best. Best, in the above 1982 David Letterman clip, was said to have given up music. Wrong, wrong, wrong! In 2001 he was playing T-Birds in Cheektowaga.
All we could think -- we wrote about it at the time -- was that he knew the answer to one of music's big mysteries. He told The News' Jim Heaney he didn't know why the fledgling Beatles had fired him. He knew, all right.
So we remember that. A visual image also sticks with us. In the hall, when you walked in, T-Birds displayed a huge mural of the Beatles' faces - and over Ringo's, someone had taped a 9-by-12 Xeroxed photo of the young Pete Best.
Another rosy memory: On stage, Best introduced "Love Me Do" by saying: "This song made me a few bob as well, so that's why we've got to play it." That was pretty funny, you know, especially in that charming Liverpudlian accent.
Wow. That was a unique occasion, you know?
That's why Ringo isn't playing Cheektowaga. Because out there, he would always be ... Second Best.
Buzz, earlier today, thought to ourself, sure, it's March, it's going to be cold, but does it have to be bitterly cold?
And we had to laugh, reading on Twitter about a JetBlue flight attendant, pictured above, said upon landing here yesterday.
Somebody named Paul Mitro tweeted that when the plane touched down in Buffalo, this attendant announced: "JetBlue welcomes you to Aruba....just kidding, you're in Buffalo, I was just in Aruba, it was really nice."
Hahaa! Welcome to Buffalo, JetBlue passengers!
Misery loves company!
Buzz threw in our lot with the Buffalo Mass Mob this morning at St. John Kanty, a church we have passed millions of times but have never gone in.
We liked the painting of a dark-skinned, Eastern-looking Jesus in the front of the church, sort of visible in the picture above over the heads of the Mass Mobsters.
There were also, we have to say this, a few funny moments. There were a few priests and deacons on hand. And one of them got up to welcome the big crowd of 800 people (we are estimating). He said he was moved to see so many people from out of town, "from California, Illinois, Texas, Georgia, Hamburg and Williamsville."
The best jokes are the ones with a grain of truth, and that got a big laugh. The fun continued during the sermon.
"I really feel I am preaching to the choir," the priest said, looking out at the faithful. He added: "But I will go on."
Ha, ha! Meanwhile we see our brethren at the Cleveland Plain Dealer are having fun covering their local Mass Mob, one of the Mass Mobs our Buffalo Mass Mob has spawned. Cleveland also had a Mass Mob scheduled for today. The story says too that Philadelphia also held its first Mass Mob today.
But back to Cleveland. Bless this reporter for his bad pun.
He writes: "Many are called and pews are chosen."