commentary from woman at bus stop
"Hitler was a bad man. Hitler was a very bad man in the Bible. You know? He tried to crucify all the Jews. But I stopped him--I blew up his bus! He wouldn't even stop for me at the bus stop, so I blew up Hitler's bus. He's dead now. He's gone. He'll never threaten us Jews again. I've been blowing up Hitler's bus since I was a little bitty baby, back when I didn't even know what I was doing. That was before I reached the age of maturity and discovered my exorcism powers.
"Angel? Angel? You know, tomorrow's Groundhog Day. At seven o'clock in the morning, if that groundhog comes out and sees his shadow, we're gonna have a long, hot Indian summer."
"blowing up Hitler's bus" becomes a metaphor for an activity to be named at a later date starting NOW
Ha! Your experience of Portland is proving the same as mine about twenty years ago! Craaaaaazy.
Maybe she meant that at seven in the morning, you should listen to an Indian Summer live album, cos, shit, they DO NOT make hardcore like that no more.
This is so terrific, your blog!
"I Blew Up Hitler's Bus" sounds like the chorus of a Wesley Willis song.