
Prints are only $20? That's great news, because I have a lot of empty wall space in my VOMITORIUM.
The only thing more gross than this "art" is my imagining of the "artist".
On Thursday, The Topeka Capital-Journal caught up with this dancer at S.E. 6th and Quincy. Dressed in blue-jean shorts, a red shirt, bright-white tennis shoes, black gloves and with a fanny pack around his waist, he danced and held a small light. He waved and smiled as people drove by and honked. But he never lost his rhythm.
His name is Rickie Hite. The 50-year-old said he dances to raise awareness.
So, Rickie, where do you live?
"I stay here in Topeka. I'm from Merriam, Kansas. The Lord led me here."
I've seen you out here rain and shine, hot and cold. What are you doing with the lamp?
"Holding up the light for Jesus. We can all love one another. I'm holding up the light for our troops, for our judicial system, too."
And why do you dance?
"I go on the spur of the moment with the Lord. I've been doing this for three years. The spirit of the Lord moves me."
How many lamps do you have?
"I own 12 of them. I get some from the thrift stores. I buy them, or they let me borrow them. My favorite is the one with the American flag. I dance for the soldiers. To me, there is no greater dance than what they are doing for us."
What type of music do you usually listen to while you're dancing?
"I listen to country a lot. Right now, I'm listening to 'I Love a Rainy Night.' I listen to a little bit of everything."
Do you just dance downtown?
"No I dance all over the city. I dance here. I dance at other places downtown. I dance over on 29th."
How long do you usually dance?
"Sometimes I dance for five hours. I really don't need a gym. It's a great workout."
You've became somewhat of an icon in Topeka. You're on several YouTube videos and are mentioned on the Internet?
"That's what people have told me. I don't have a computer, so I've never looked. I'm just out here dancing."
At the end of the interview, he shook our hands, placed his headphones back on his ears, plugged into his hand-held CD player and began dancing again. He mouthed the words to one of the songs playing in his ears and thrust his lamp into the air. A car passed and honked.
He smiled, waved in acknowledgement and kept on dancing.
The whole building looks like this, with sepia-tinted cubicle walls bordered by offices. The cubicles you see in this picture have been empty for the past four months or so, due to a hiring freeze. Which is good for me, because that open door in the background is my office, surrounded by the quiet.
As I mentioned earlier, I chose the furniture. And I chose that cork board, which was ordered from a different supplier, but matches the cherry finish pretty closely! I didn't use a mousepad in my cubicle, but now that I have a new veneer finish to look after, the mouse rests on a thin book. See also: coasters under the mug. The window means I never, ever turn the fluorescent overhead lights on, even when a storm blocks all the sunlight. The window blind is broken, and won't stay raised on its own. I stuck a 3M adhesive hook upside down so I could secure the cord. I also tied a lanyard to the blind cord to make it longer, so I could actually reach it when the blinds are down without standing on a chair. Speaking of chairs, that office chair used to have arms, which would hit the desk when I wheeled up close to type. I brought an Allan wrench from home and removed them - now they're in a box behind my door.
Those are some guest chairs, also without arms, this time by design. Now that I work in a box with real walls and no workers nearby beyond those walls, I listen to music through computer speakers instead of my beloved Grado headphones. I can't believe how loud I'm allowed to play music. I keep asking coworkers if I need to turn down the mp3s but they say they don't hear it. I should bring in a subwoofer.
Guys, having a window is so much better than having no window, even if your window hasn't been cleaned since the building was assembled, and even if your view is just low-income housing. ENHANCE:
That guy in the overalls is out there most of the time. He loves the outdoors, and he loves to smoke. And eat, I'd guess. The view does include a few trees, at least. Some mornings, when I'm enjoying the quiet that only a horrible economy and late-running coworkers can provide, I can hear birds singing in those trees below my window! The other week there was a cardinal down there, chirpin' away.