There was some discussion about how many years in a row there’s been a “word-off” in Terlingua. The general consensus was “about 26.”
Last night, I attended my first word-off.
What’s a word-off? It’s a combination of poetry reading, drama, stand-up comedy, air guitar, and philosophical discourse.
Once again, it made me proud to be a Terlinguist. There are some deep, intelligent, insightful, and funny people living here and last night they performed at the Starlight Theatre.
One of the cool things about this place is how we make room for everybody. For example, I’m a liberal. One of my best buddies has an “Impeach Obama” bumpersticker on the left side of his pickup truck. And on the right side. We play pool. We don’t talk politics. We get along.
On the porch, you can hear the latest conspiracy theory from Alex Jones’ creative lab discussed as if it was gospel. You can also get into conversations about fractal interaction, drug-running in the 80’s, local literature… pretty much anything goes, and we make room for it.
Except for this one guy…
The performances last night were on a variety of topics: breast feeding, sex, compassion in a laundromat, war, politics, family dynamics, religion, the cub scouts… an alarming number of them with delicious British accents. We’re a cosmopolitan little village.
I wish I had video-taped the show. I will next year.
For the most part, natives and tourists were entertained and respectful. Kids played in the aisles. A couple of out-of-towners tried to develop a romantic adventure with a waitress.
Everybody had a fine time, except for this one guy…
After the show was over, several of the organizers relaxed, relived some of the high points, and talked about how to make next year’s word-off bigger and better.
I’ll be there.
Here’s how it looked to me: