We Interrupt This Robotic Ballyhoo. . .

January 12th, 2008 by SB

. . .to give you all a heads- up about an event happening in mere short weeks in San Francisco: The official premiere of the Doggie Diner Head Trip, a documentary film by Truth Serum and Central Services productions!

It is a gorgeous documentary chronicling a cross-country odyssey through the highways and byways of America, trailing the Holy Trinity Of The Dogminican Order. It is notable for capturing a vanishing era in American History: the institution of the roadside attraction and the freedom for freaks to sit in Piggly Wiggly parking lots for hours and hours and not be arrested.

Here’s the trailer:

The whole shebang begins at 2pm on Saturday, January 26th at Rhythmix Cultural Works in Alameda, California. There will be performers from near and far, live show by the Cyclecide Bike Rodeo, and we;ll probably figure out a way to get into a lot of trouble before the day is out, because we get bored.

Why is this interesting to SB readers? Well first of all: bicycles perverted for a noble purpose. That’s reasonably technical. Also: This documentary was produced by our dear friends Johnny Law and Fletcher Fleudujeon, and Mr. Robotics and I traveled across country in the bus for the documentary.

We spent quality time broken down in notable Autozone parking lots across the nation, I fought sleep deprivation and aliens driving the chase vehicle across New Mexico in the dead of night, hoping the truckers would see me before they hit the bus (which didn’t have hazard lights and did a top speed of 45 mph on a downslope with a tailwind). Mr. Robotics wore that stupid wig, and kept kicking $tephen Ra$pa in the head while he was sleeping, and there was a haircut given with razor-sharp nail scissors in a moving vehicle while we evaded the cops.

You just won’t see this in the film.

See what you could get away pre-9/11 in a San-Francisco-Values-loaded 1947 Gillig school bus (RIP Shoo Shoo Shoo Baby). Come on down and say you were there when, this sort of thing just doesn’t happen much anymore, people.

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