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Friday, January 6, 2006

Still a Country Girl

On the schedule for this Saturday is a volleyball clinic, as well as an art opening at Ox-Op and a puppetry performance at the Walker Art Center with the very long title of “Entertainment by Dan Graham and Tony Oursler Featuring Japanther and the Huber Marionettes: Don’t Trust Anyone Over Thirty.”

This morning my friend Aaron e-mailed me to ask if Sunday I want to go to the Minneapolis Institute of Arts or the Weisman Art Museum.

A good urban gay would revel in all the highbrow snobbery of art openings and strange performances (“Punch and Judy meets the Who” says the New York Times of the Marionettes).

I’m fine playing that role but only to a point. I can tiptoe around a gallery with a blank look on my face and finger clap as projected images of kissing puppets flash on a white screen. I can even enjoy it.

After awhile though, the urbanity breaks and I long for my roots. I want to sit on the couch in my boxers with messy hair and an unshaven face and eat ice cream out of a cardboard container, chased down by McDonald’s chicken mcnuggets. I want to shop for the lowest prices on plasticware at Wal-Mart, and then I want to get sweaty and dirty and grunt while I beat someone’s ass in sports.

I guess it’s true what they say: “You can take the girl out of the country, but you can’t take the country out of the girl.”

This Sunday, Aaron and I are skipping — at my plea — both the Minneapolis Institute of Arts and the Weisman Art Museum in favor of romantic-comedy-trash-flick The Family Stone. I’ll be the one wearing dirty sweatpants with a hole in the crotch.

Posted by Aaron on January 6, 2006 10:34 AM