On a walk in Spenard recently, I noticed how a little section of that neighborhood has rekindled itself.
I stumbled on the sidewalk looking as if intoxicated, but really, it’s just because of the nature of Alaska sidewalks in the winter. “I love you too,” I said as I walked by the Church of Love, of course, which is located in the heart of Spenard. It seemed like an appropriate response, even though the object was unobjectionably inanimate. Inanimate objects deserve love too, you know? The Love Church just so happens to be one of the few vortices on this very round planet that receives direct transmissions from Oa and Asgard. These transmissions or beams of love, if you will, are beaming in music, dance, arts and phone banking locations supporting candidates of love. For instance, on Wednesday, Feb. 20, Matt the Electrician is performing live at 6:30 p.m.
My stroll continued along the same Spenardian path and followed next to my boyfriend Marty’s ex-establishment. It is now called something clever in Spanglish, I do believe; “La Potato.” La means “the” in Spanish, but I think it should be “el” instead, because “potato” ends in an “o.” The food is awesome; you’ll want it. They have a dance floor for squat thrusts and beers for bicep curls if you’re trying to stay in shape this season. To keep up with your social skills, they have at least a few things going on each week.
Continuing on, I ran into what I thought was a dive, but someone must have bought it, because it had three pool tables, a new bar and this great band with horns, backup singers and the whole nine yards — because there were nine of them. I think they said that it was Motown Fever Night every Thursday. Well, I must have contracted the fever, because that was the last thing I can recall.
If I’m not at home, I’ll be in that neighborhood, especially on Thursdays.
— Tyson James
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