Taking Down Peter and the Starcatcher

Just a day after this year's midterms, I set out 

to help bring down everything I'd helped put up to begin with.

Well, that is, after my new boss (or "overseer" as I like to say) ordered all the used-up little mermaids on one of these metal carts ya roll around on the floor to here, there, and wherever, to be sorted out and stacked up all on top of each other, "boobies" an' all.  "Stacks on racks!"

You heard it right. 

And while I coulda took some pics... well... showin' off their flimsy little cardboard "curves" with some styrofoam cereal bowls for "bosoms" woulda been a waste o' not only my time, but also yer creepy ole peeper back there, starin' at this blog screen with those firecrackers o' eyes. 

Sorry, Bill.

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Our first stop was by
El Dorado's Boys & Girls Club.

(In the Photo) Ms. Colleen Means, SAAC Associate

Gray skies, a chain-link fence, and hangin' 9 feet off the ground, all held together with four neat little handy-dandy zip ties.

Just A Nother 

Hammer-Knife Day

A few cuts, some blows o' the wind, an' rolled-up poster later, and we were headed off again.  This time, to the flags.

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With the wintertime temperatures finally settin' in... the El Dorado streets simply seemed to sigh on in existence... fewer cars than normal passin' us on by. Darker than white, yet lighter than black. I sensed some major community apathy among us, regular folks just tryin' to get by in life. Little inspiration to make any greatness happen. Someone needs to fill Wendy's former spot.

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Next stop? Risinger Tire. 

I soon realized that that hammer served no purpose, that the grassy ground was still wet from recent rain, and we'd be able to uplift those poles smooth as butter.

Elegant

Artwork

Colleen an' I had a tough time getting out one o' the poles that'd had its adhesive smeared across the top, an' not so easy to grab and get it undone.

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From BancorpSouth, another 

stood flowing by Ken's. 

At which 

point the

boss then

turned the

cam back

on me... 

(Turns out 

we both

like photography!)

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Also who sponsored,

First United Methodist Church.

Props to them for lettin' us wave our promotional material on their grounds, for some sense o' culture around town.

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Time went on -- and we then
hit Murphy-Pitard Jewelers' destination.

Many thanks to them as well!

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And the final? PJ's indeed!

Hot coffee, cold coffee, TVs, plentiful wines, diverse customers, wannabe talents, and sure to shoot some good memories to make.

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It wasn't long till our recollection had gotten complete. And opened and closed the doors for the last time, until we got back to the Arts Center.

This equipment needed some drying till tomorrow; that 

was our last assignment for that day.

And, from what I've been told just last Friday,

allegedly Shakespeare's ideas are inbound

to our little town, though I shouldn't spoil it

to any of my viewers just like that...

Stay tuned! And come to El Dorado sometime

on your way through in Arkansas if you've 

yet to do so already! There's even a new hotel

being built by MacDonald's.