The legend continues, Part One
The Power of Myth by Joseph Campbell and Bill Moyers currently takes the top spot on the stack of books I’m reading. For those of you unfamiliar with Joseph Campbell, he was considered an expert on mythology and believed symbols of mythology and legend surround us, embedded in the fabric of our daily lives. He had an uncanny ability to recognize these connections and communicate their meaning. In his conversations with Bill Moyers, he expressed concern that the children of this generation no longer embrace powerful mythologies and spirituality, resulting in “destructive and violent acts by young people who don’t know how to behave in a civilized society.”
I share Campbell’s concern for what I see as a real decline in civility and graciousness. I also believe that some myths and legends are born, others are made. One such legend was born on the last day of March, 2009 in a humble cheese and wine display at the back of a grocery store. I speak, of course, of your friend and mine, the Pornographic Cheese Butler:
Seemingly gracious wine and cheese steward from this angle, right? Not so fast!
Alas, as quickly as he was introduced to you all, we had to bid him a sad farewell. As Marni lamented in the comments section of Say it ain’t so, Kro! Say it ain’t so!, “Oh pornographic cheese butler, we hardly knew ye, and now you’re gone.”And while saddened by the quick departure of our beloved PCB, I could not ascertain the whereabouts of our pantsless wooden friend. I suppose I should have suspected something sinister after speaking to his replacement:
PCB’s replacement, Woodrow Brimley (rumored to be the younger brother of Wilford Brimley of “Cocoon” and “Di-a-bee-tus!”fame) had only this to say: “Cry me a river lady! I’m 3 feet tall, bald, wearing white panty hose, and I’ve got a bolt stuck through my hand! Now leave me alone, I’m trying to pimp some Yellowtail (that’s what she said).”
But the interwebs is a strange and wonderful place. You just never know who you may meet. On August 13 of this year, new bloggy pal and alert reader Darlene, aka A Simple Country Girl sent me an astonishing report via email. The following is only a brief portion of what has become a full-blown investigation:
Bare Buns Butler Investigation Report:
Three days ago just as the light changed on Main Street, I happened to glance over my right shoulder and looked out the passenger car window. What I saw made me gasp aloud. Although I could not keep my gaze fixed, I was certain that I had seen Katdish’s missing Bare Buns Butler. I drove home and immediately contacted her with my potential siting.
Katdish persuaded me to go back to town with my camera and take some photographs and make notations. Although I wanted to immediately oblige, I couldn’t find an excuse to head that way twice in the same day. So today, with my six-year old son and camera in-tow, we drove through downtown. Dear reader, you must understand that downtown Walla Walla is not the most enticing place for a gigantic Dodge pick-up with large metal bumpers and a big front-end winch. It is more suited to the wine-seeking tourists driving shiny little Mercedes. Despite my attempts to blend in with the locale (by sucking in my abs and pretending my legs were tanned by a vacation on the Riviera), my diesel hummed loud and stuck out like a sore thumb. The tourists literally stopped and stared as I meandered through the boutique-lined streets and wildly searched for BBB at every stoplight. To my dismay, I could not find him.
Dejected, I drove off for our one real errand, miles away.
Perhaps the reason I could not find mister Bare Buns Butler was because when I first saw him I was in the low-riding Subaru and now I was riding high in the Dodge. En route to home and during our second trip through downtown, I drove even slower and searched even harder. Just near the last light, I saw mister man’s wooden head peaking out over a sign. Much to my delight there were two empty parking places nearby. Good thing two spots were open, because my non-covert vehicle overlaps the sides of the painted places.
Before leaving home I had attached my zoom lens to my camera because I wasn’t sure how close I could actually get to the subject, uh suspect, uh wooden butler man. Unfortunately this proved to be detrimental to snapping any close-ups of Bare Buns Butler’s defining features. Despite this disappointment in fulfilling my spy-like duties, you will find attached the several angles from which I did manage to sneakily snap some photographs.
Could this be our beloved Pornographic Cheese Butler???
Stay tuned…the plot thickens.
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From “The Power of Myth” to pornographic cheese butlers… how do you do it so seamlessly? And like, it all fits together and makes sense. Darlene’s mysterious siting in Walla Walla is hilarious. I am on the edge of my – um – seat.
Love it when my past comes back to …. haunt … me…. Makes me rethink that whole wine and cheese thing.
.-= Candy´s last blog ..Tasty Bites- Seared Sea Scallops with Grilled Stuffed Peppers =-.
Tell me that you and Darlene are not teaming up in the same pickup in the name of investigative reporting. Walla Walla would never be the same!
Waiting breathlessly for part two.
.-= Sandra Heska King´s last blog ..In the Yearning and the Wrestling =-.
I’m waiting breathlessly too!
he’s kind a cute that BBB!
.-= Louise´s last blog ..The miracle of my daughters =-.
It looks like he shaved.
When you mention Wilford Brimley I immediately think about checking blood sugar.
.-= michael´s last blog ..Put It Down- You May Get Hurt =-.
The fact that you and Darlene have somehow resurrected PCB is fantastic, but the fact that I see a Stephanie Meyer book in that stack truly disappoints me.
.-= Billy Coffey´s last blog ..Into the world =-.
Oh, shut up. That’s an old picture.
That is seriously hilarious!
I wonder if the butler mysteriously appears at your house in part two?
.-= Tracie´s last blog ..Where I Say Everything That I Was Thinking To My Husband =-.
Stay tuned…
Besides, she must have the Twilight background before she can constructively critique my book! (Which you will, won’t you? Please?)
Land sakes girl, my heart is pounding and tears are streaming down my face! It takes all sorts to make this world go ’round. I am ever so thankful I found another sort sorta like me in you!
I reckon the fine uptown folks of Walla Walla will never quite be the same since this Katdish-induced Bare Buns Butler spying gig. I know I won’t be…
And can I say that your cheese replacement guy is a doofus. Can I say that here? Who knows how to spell it?
Okay, I have to spend a little bit of time poking out my mind’s eye now.
Blessings.
.-= A Simple Country Girl´s last blog ..A Little Good News Today =-.
Also, who is Stephanie Meyer? I don’t get out much. And after this spying stint I may be only allowed limited access to public places.
.-= A Simple Country Girl´s last blog ..A Little Good News Today =-.
Stephanie Meyer is the author of the shiny vampire books: The Twilight Series.
Eeeww.
.-= A Simple Country Girl´s last blog ..A Little Good News Today =-.
Two hilarious people mingling over inappropriate kitsch. Love it.
Mister Sam, I had to consult Webster for “kitsch” and I don’t appreciate your comment one bit. Don’t you remember those boxing gloves of mine or was it the half-shook can of whoop or both?
“pretentious but shallow art or writing” Really?
But since you said you love it, I’ll set my can down, for now at least.
Blessings.
.-= A Simple Country Girl´s last blog ..A Little Good News Today =-.
I still fear that can! The kitsch in question is the BBB, certainly not your writing. If I could, I’d display your writing in my front yard any day – right next to the pink flamingos and styrofoam deer – and with pride!
.-= Sam Van Eman´s last blog ..Me Monster =-.
Well, it is all Kathy’s doing so I will stand in line behind her and those tacky flamingos. I’ll make short order of your styrofoam deer with my compound bow while I wait…
.-= A Simple Country Girl´s last blog ..A Little Good News Today =-.
lol!
.-= Sam Van Eman´s last blog ..Me Monster =-.
Know what’s really scary? They’re breeding, and the result is Brimley. Keep ‘em on the Left Coast, please!
.-= Maureen´s last blog ..Facts- New or Not =-.
That is hilarious.
And Wilford Brimley is a legend. As you said he has reached the level of ‘dia-bee-tus’ fame. That’s even bigger than in-famous like El Guapo. My hat goes off to him (and you).
.-= jasonS´s last blog ..Top 10 Reasons to Join This Book Club =-.
PCB is back in…back!!!!!
Man, Darlene needs the Nancy Drew Award for this one!
And so is BETH! I’ve missed you!
PCB is back, huh? With (Captain|Taniel ) ?
(Captain|Taniel ) HA!
“Now leave me alone, I’m trying to pimp some Yellowtail”
I’m using that at work all day tomorrow when my productivity is interrupted by anyone. I don’t care who it is.
Thank you very much.
.-= Jake´s last blog ..Freedom 3- Not to- but From =-.