Our church meets at the DeSoto Theater. The DeSoto Theater is, as you may have guessed, a theater. The theater has a really cool, very cluttered, and funky smelling control room (da bad kind of funky, not my cool white boy brand of funkiness). When especially inspired during church I sometimes I go back there snooping for photo opportunities and/or rodents. The control room is two rooms, actually. The larger room of the two has a big spotlight and trash from, oh, 1978. (So it's basically pretty cool.) The smaller one's special function, best I can gather, is to house a non-functioning toilet. Or something that looks a lot like a non-functioning toilet. I'm not sure what it is, actually. But in any event that tinier room is very dark (I couldn't find a light source) and has two tiny windows overlooking the theater. For this shot, I backed up as far as I could without actually falling into the toilet and took a picture of the praise band on the stage while they were, you know, praising. I haven't doctored the shot; I wish it came out clearer, and all my attempts to improve the original just made it worse.
Thanks to Justcurious, Paul Atkinson and Jeffrey Field for their help in building a resume for our friend, Tony Hayward. I invite your help as well. (See a couple posts down.)
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tiniest room
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no light source
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toilet, working or not
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tiny window overlooking
the sancuary
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special brand o funky.
So is that a toilet for when the Pope finally visits?
Cause the man gonna want a workin john.
You're sure it's a toilet? Have you brought in artificial light to confirm?.... Please do so and report back.
Church inspires you to explore and take photos?
S-S: But wouldn't you approve?
Andy: I'll get back to you on the toilet. It might be a piece of art. You know, from Marcel Duchamp. Whew, I slay myself.
Hello?
Hello???
As one of my engineering professors (from New York originally) used to say to us, mid-lecture, after bombing us with several horrible puns and so on, only to receive groans and/or silence, "Deese are da jokes, folks!!"
Ok, now I'm going to have to investigate that room when I'm there for Elizabeth's rehearsal tomorrow night. How shall I explain myself?
Allison--
Why explain yourself? I never do. Hold a camera in your hand and the world is yours for the taking.
Truth.
Glad to have you in the house.
Wait--are you allowed to roam the church during the service to take pictures? Where do I get that deal?
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