The Great Plotnik

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Popo and Che La Duckie and Mummy P



Plottie is going to plug his and Duck's photos into the preceding week's postings, but, before he can get around to that, here are a few of the Plotniks' favorite shots, into which there will probably be no category to fit them. On top you're staring at Popocateptl, the ancient and active volcano visible from Mexico City and from Puebla, or, as in this photo, from the village of Cholula. 'Popocateptl' means 'smoking mountain,' and it does, every single day.



At the Amparo Museum in Puebla, they have a rule that says you can't take any photos, because you might harm the exhibits, unless you pay 60 pesos in advance, in which case the harm is forgotten. Plot had a Silly Cheap Fit and refused to pay the extra 60 pesos, then kicked himself as he walked through room after room of marvelous Pre-Colombian artifacts.

Then -- OK, so he cheated once. This fragment from an ancient stelae was too good to pass up. If you could put up a caption, the King would be saying: "What? You burned the turkey again?" and she would be saying "I'm soooooo sorry, your excellency, but are you really planning to go to the Sacrifice wearing that backwards frying pan?" Thousands of years, men and women, same body language, nothing changes.




When The Great Plotnik returned to his son's lodgings in the village of Ciudad Stiletto de las Personas Muy Importantes, he was still wearing his humble peasant's costume and carrying his trusty machete. Of course, the shirt is microfiber, but, hey.



In Oaxaca there is more graffiti than in EPark. Famous Revolutionary Che La Duckie is seen here against a backdrop that reads: Support the Popular Guelaguetza! Boycot the Government Guelaguetza! In fact, Plot and Duck went to the official one and loved it. The unofficial one took place two weeks before they got there.



Ansel Duck, Photographer of Note, is caught in action, in front of the Hotel Colonial in Puebla, as she prepares another of her fabulous photo pastiches. The reason she is so good must have something to do with how long it takes for her to actually PUSH THE DAMN BUTTON, ALREADY.



When the Plotniks got back to Stiletto City, Baby I was home. Her vocabulary has doubled: "Dad" and "Dog," though Plotnik is convinced he heard her look at The Great FiveHead and say "Mama." 5H is waiting for the clouds to part and God to say "Yes, She is Definitely Saying Mama" before she'll believe it.



Mummy P turned 93, and is older than Baby I by 92 years and 3 months. The two of them spent a lot of time together.



More tomorrow.

2 Comments:

At 4:13 PM, Blogger mary ann said...

wonderful photos and comments!
see you thursday night?

 
At 9:49 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Eagerly awaiting your return. Do we get presents again???

 

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