Notes From the Whirlpool

Hey there! Sit down, have a drink. We should get acquainted…
Me? I’m JAMES GATES. What’s that? Well, that’s a tricky question…You might call me a Wichita…what? Character? Fixture? Gargoyle? I don’t know for sure… I’ve lived in the Wichita area almost 79% of my life. Most of the time I haunt Delano and the Old Town district like they were my own personal Whitechapel—you may only catch glimpses of me, floating in the background at a bar, a show or an art opening, but there are traces of me everywhere. (Wow, that didn’t sound creepy at all, did it?) I’ve been around long enough to have met some people… And let’s face it, I’m recognizable. I’m six and a half feet tall, rail-thin with blond hair, goatee and yellow-tinted glasses—I look like the three-way love child of Andy Dick, Shaggy, and Lurch from The Addams Family.
If there’s one thing I’ve been known for over the years, it’s random, bizarre, goofy shit. Tales are still told of the time I staged a re-enactment of the Oswald assassination in front of the Bohemian Bean Co., or when I held an impromptu white-slavery raffle to pay my rent… After awhile, it just seemed a natural to go semi-pro, which I did in 2006 with the sketch comedy group PANIC BUTTONS. I’ve been performing on stages and microphones throughout the Wichita area ever since, pursuing the goal of building a live, local comedy scene. In March 2007 I started doing THE JAMES GATES SHOW, a live comedy experience based around A) the late-night talk show format, and B) a whole bunch of me. And the rest is, well, the stuff of much confusion…
Anyway, this is my log. I get to write about anything I want, anytime. I like that. Hope you do too.
Wed May 6

05/06/09 - PASTBLAST - Lamentations of the Inner Beast

Lamentations of the Inner Beast

(Another piece from the Vagabond Open Mic days… Someone mentioned it a couple of days back, and I was reminded again when somebody else compared me to “almost Thor”, which while hugely flattering to my geek ass, truthfully doesn’t quite nail it… too often I feel like this guy…)

Stupid Banner

You know, it always like this

Puny Banner freaks out and hides

And Hulk wakes up in middle of shitstorm!

Hulk doesn’t get nice hello

Or morning cup of coffee

No, Hulk has to start bashing helicopters immediately

HULK JUST WOKE UP!!

Just what Hulk always dreamed of

Spending all Hulk’s time pulling

Banner’s ass out of fire…

What’d you do this time?

No, no—Hulk call bullshit!

Puny Banner did something

That’s why Hulk’s here

Banner know that as goddamn well as Hulk do…

Wait a minute

Where Banner’s fiancé?

Oh, well Banner sure shit in the casserole this time, didn’t you?

Don’t give Hulk that!

Puny Banner’s a fucking atomic scientist

Or geneticist or whatever they’re saying these days

You’re telling Hulk puny Banner didn’t see any of this coming?

Whatever…

So now what?

No, let Hulk guess

Puny, wussy Banner is gonna hide away, again,

And he’s only gonna come out

To make Hulk sing along to depressing albums

Hulk feel fine and Hulk feel good

Hulk feel like Hulk never should

Whenever Hulk gets this way

Hulk just don’t know what to say”—SHUT UP!!

Meanwhile, Hulk is left holding the bag!

Think Hulk any better equipped for this shit?

Hulk perplexed like a motherfucker!

Hulk despair!

Hulk gnash teeth often!

Hulk look in mirror and not know what to think anymore!

Hulk hit on women, badly!

Hulk’s a mess!

That’s why Banner always warns ladies

“Don’t get me sexy.

You wouldn’t like me when I’m sexy.” 

Sure, Hulk is the strongest there is

For all the good it does

Puny humans don’t understand Hulk

They send Hulk to the desert

Why does Hulk always have to go to the desert?

Hulk not Jesus!

Hulk would look awful with that hairstyle!

Hulk sorry

It just gets on Hulk’s tits, you know?

Puny Banner gets to be all “sensitive male”

And what, Hulk’s supposed to be some Joe Fixit to the world?

Well, Banner can kiss Hulk’s natural green ass!

(storms off; turns around)

Look, Hulk really sorry

It’s not you, it’s Hulk

It’s just… dammit, Banner knows Hulk has abandonment issues!

(storms off again)

END

Next:  Part 2 of Life and Times of Emil St. Sherbernaise (tomorrow-ish),

JG