Friday, November 19, 2004

A Rainy Cloudy Friday

After a near perfect day yesterday, we woke this morning to a light rain falling, and it's still overcast at 10.30 AM. The forecast is for variable cloudiness and scattered showers right through Thanksgiving Day. That could put a damper (double entendre intended) on the Cayo Carnival we're going to tomorrow night -- but we won't let it.

We dropped in at Schooner Wharf last night for about two hours, and listened for a while to a band called Billy Bacon and the Forbidden Pigs. I'd never heard of them before seeing the name in the papers this week. They turned out to be quite good, played a mix of different music, some of it good for dancing. The guy who plays the upright bass, Billy Bacon, put on a bit of a show by playing his instrument in different positions, lying on the floor, lying on top of the bass which was on the floor, behind his back. Sharon came in late, but we had a chance to spend a half-hour with her before heading home so Janet could see the Prime Time interview and special with Bonny Prince Harry, someone she admires a great deal.

I'm at the Plantation this morning with not a whole lot to do for the rest of the day. I made the bed and did the dishes this morning after Janet left for Hot Cuts to have her hair done and then to work for the day. She came home last night a little distraught over a rooster that died, one that was brought in for treatment of some mysterious illness, most likely brought on by malnutrition. We got into a conversation with Sherry, PR lady and Gal Friday to Evalena, and somehow the conversation came around to chickens (may because Janet was wearing her Rooster Rescue Team shirt). Anyway, I'm not at all sure how it came up, but we wound up talking about how roosters symbolize that male cockiness, the attitude that the Spanish-speaking call machismo. Most people think of roosters as existing mainly to service a large flock of hens. In fact, in poultry-raising and egg production, that is the role of the rooster, who is usually kept in in flocks in a ratio of one rooster to many hens. In a more balanced population, as has been reached, roosters in fact are not only monogamous, but partipate in chick-raising and share the task of food-foraging with their hen-wife.

I joined in with two others last night for the writers' group I've joined, before going to SWB. Tara read us a short editorial she's written about -- roosters -- on the island, and she raised that same point about rooster fidelity that Janet brought up when she came home from work.

So, roosters are misunderstood by the masses, eh? Well me too. Deal with it, rooster.

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