by Colfer
Introduction
Riding down by the auto parts store in Waybo, with a skinny girl in a big Rita Heyworth bullet bra riding shotgun… but I digress. If you’re going to write about Waynesboro being a different world while not coming off as a snob, you’re still being a snob– unless you mention the lesbian in the waiting room.
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Besides the lovely complexity of having too much wine this week, we break the story on Pink Paintballs, (hopefully) find a restaurantuer a chef partner, chat with bartenders and break a rumor of a high end steak place. Oh, we also make some rule.
The week in review continues below:
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Photo courtesy of John Blackburn
Charlottesville travels.
It is not just the profusion of ski racks indefinitely fixed to Subarus on our roads that suggests that a day trip is never far off. Charlottesville, the Charlottesville I know, is a city that craves and celebrates culture– and isn’t bothered by getting in the car to find it.
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As typical for a cVillain week, things got rather spicy. Last week was about banning things (trans fat, bumper nuts and bags) before Armageddon hit. Between our new mascot and the discussion about platonic boy/girl friendships, it was one of our most diverse weeks yet.
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It’s true. All in all, it’s supposed to take over a DECADE to finish this behemoth and I applaud the editors for their hard work.
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I don’t know if you folks have heard the news, but apparently Monticello has seen the lowest attendance in 30 years. Wow. That’s pretty bad considering the travel industry went bonkers immediately after 9/11 and has been recovering since. What’s going on there? Have we all seen it as kids and think there is nothing else to see? Are video games to blame?
The reasons mentioned by Monticello staff are goofy:
Officials say higher gas prices and the dull fall foliage help to explain part of the dip in attendance. But they says it’s part of the nationwide trend at similar places.
Monticello’s numbers have mostly declined since 2002, the first year visitation dipped below 500,000 since 1981.
Fall foliage was beautiful, I’m not sure what they were talking about. Do you?
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Come to the downtown mall and head toward the amphitheater for the Holiday City Market. It’s happening every Friday and Saturday through Christmas, 10-5, so this isn’t your only chance to pick up unique crafts and collectibles.
However, this weekend is your only chance to bring your little’uns to Court Square for the Jeffersonian Thanksgiving Festival. Costumed ex-revolutionaries and craftspeople will do reenactments and demonstrations throughout the day today. See the whole schedule online at www.jeffersonthanksgiving.org.
If you’ve secured a babysitter for tomorrow night to attend Governor Jefferson’s Thanksgiving Ball, as was printed in the C-VILLE’s advertising supplement (which is lovely, by the way!), you may need to double-check if it’s happening. It’s not on the festival’s online calendar.
See you around!
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A few years ago I thought my friends and I were lucky to get tickets to the hottest festival screening of the year, but it didn’t turn out the way we planned.
Picture Culbreth Theatre (this is before the Paramount reopened I believe) packed to the rafters with the who’s who of Charlottesville society dressed to the 9’s for the premier of the directorial debut of Nicolas Cage. What followed, the screening of ‘Sonny’ was perhaps the worst film I’ve ever seen. With more T&A than a timm-ay post, Sonny was the coming-of-age story of a New Orleans gigolo, chock full of whores, madames and pimps wrapped around a seemingly 10 minute long Trans-Am fueled music video, with extra helpings of drugs and violence. Not only was the story itself offensive to most everyone there, but the acting was terrible (including a cameo by Cage himself as the pimp ‘Acid Yellow’???) and the directing and production lousy.
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…you are some fancy longish ‘do lover [removed “a girl”… see comments below], a metro, a fancypants, not chill, not cool, a Dep owner, a spiker, a punkrocker, a tightwad, an indy rocker, a progressive… ok you get the idea.
Staples Barber Shop has been run by Ken Staples for an eternity. Quite literally, Ken Staples has been around since the 50s cutting hair (I’m guessing but it doesn’t matter, anyway). Ken stands out amongst the gentlemen that cut only men’s hair in this traditional Charlottesville establishment. His hair is whiter, his hands are shakier, less people sit in his chair, but trust me it’s worth it.
I never thought I would recommend a barber when he makes me fear the loss of an ear.
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In the New Yorker’s September 3 Food issue, Patrick Radden Keefe wrote of “The Jefferson Bottles,” a small collection of wine believed to have been owned by Th.J. himself during his stay in Paris– until their authenticity was challenged by American tycoon Bill Koch. The mystery unfolds across oceans and over centuries, from 18th century French cellars to lavish tastings circa 1985 with Sotheby’s wine directors. And what Jeffersonian intrigue would be complete without consulting with Monticello?
I’d recommend purchasing the rights to ATO Pictures, but the “lost bottles” were already the subject of an Emmy award-winning PBS documentary, The Cultivated Life.
I’ll stop. Enjoy the story!
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