Monday, May 21, 2007

Change

They often say "everything changes", I agree. You get a little older, new replaces the old etc...but one thing that never changes is endless supply of summer stories that result from a summer of general buffoonery spent in Saratoga Springs. Mark Twain once said, "The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco", well the most inebriated summer I ever spent was an August in Saratoga. It's not so much a drunk fest, as it is more of a reunion. A time to catch up with friends, family, and people many thought dead. The phrase "look what the cat dragged in" is used on a daily basis. The track is open and Caroline Street is the premiere night time destination. The porch people begin to make appearances about mid-June in preparation, and anticipation, for the tourist season. Porch People for the most part are veterans of the summers and prefer to engage in their fun in the comfort of their own domiciles. I, for one, come from a long line of porch people. Their are different types of porch people, there is the family oriented types. These types like to congregate as a family and take in the evening. Secondly, you have the younger crowd. This crowd tends to play the music loud and carry on through out the night. Lastly you have the heckling type of porch people. These types heckle family, friends, and strangers alike. You should consider it a privilege to have an insult hurled at you by these people. Bull-horns and tacky decorations have been known to be used in the fun of the summer. I remember a calender once titled the Porches of Saratoga, sadly not one porch person's stoop was featured in that calender. You see readers Saratoga has long denied it's proletariat roots. Wannabe blue-bloods have tried for years to turn Saratoga into some snooty suburb. But spring will always turn into summer and July always to August. And the porch people will always be present.....so stick that in your Volvo you Montessori School, non children disciplining, unfriendly, false sense of entitlement, soy milk loving idiots

1 comment:

Carl_Baxter said...

Right on Mag's!!! Saraoga is a city of the people, not a city of the people who think that they are better than everyone else. How do I long for the days of All-Pro Sean, MacGyver, Kevin Allen, Louie, David the Track Guy's son, Scottie P, and The Fireman's Son performing their own version of the welcome wagon. And may god help you if you were stuck up or unfriendly.......