Category Archives: Mmmmmm’s
“You here for the Table interview as well?” Mmmmmm Salad Bar Jack asked, fresh from the new portal Wheeler installed just yesterday in Carrcassonnee’s *former* gazebo. John Lemon utters complete gibberish back to Mmmmm, but he understands and interprets.
“I see. First to interview. Luckey you.”
More incoherent speech from Lemon.
“Well, it will be a pleasure to serve with you sir on The Table. If I’m chosen. I don’t have much hope, actually. I worked with Baker Bloch over in Jonesborough.”
Gibberish from Lemon.
“No, not Heterocera. The Real World. TILE Creek. Ever heard of it?”
Gibberish. Salad Bar interprets that John Lemon doesn’t know where this is. Lemon asks (again only Salad Bar can hear this, if anyone was listening in — like us) if he was in a carrcass either positive or negative.
“No,” came Salad Bar Jack’s reply.
After Lemon’s next round of static, Salad Bar proclaims: “Instant disqualification, eh. Well, maybe it’s best I don’t show up for the interview. This Wheeler lady may have misinterpreted my resume. I play in *my* movies. Action adventure ones in the main, although we’ve branched out a bit lately, Gene and I. Don’t suppose you’ve ever hear of actor/director Gene Fade either, my close associate and colleague?”
We can understand from Salad Bar’s next reply that Lemon hasn’t. He begins listing out his filmography. “‘Salad Bar Jack in the River of TILE’? ‘Salad Bar Jack Be Nimble’? ‘Salad Bar Jack of All Trades’?” Lemon shakes his head. “Nothing?” It’s difficult for SBJ to comprehend this lack of recognition, but Lemon shakes his head again.
Lemon goes on a bit now with his incoherent talk, explaining something important to Salad Bar.
“Child, eh?” he replies after a pause. Lemon shakes his head again and corrects Salad Bar Jack. “Chilbo? Then we *do* know each other!”
Salad Bar Jack and John Lemon embrace.
15 minutes later he also receives a chair at The Table. Wheeler remembers him as well. Curled Paper puts a check mark beside his name. On his way out he talks again to fellow Mmmmmm King Bill. “See you later you complete bastard, hehe.” But Bill is still worried about time and getting back to The Hill.
It seems it is too late. Bill Hill is no more.
Then of course there are the Mossmen…
… and Mmmmmmm’s, the original toy avatars I suppose you could call them. Both first appeared in the Jonesborough Toy Happening of 2008, the base event for the whole toy avatar phenomenon.
The Mmmmmmm’s came from Mythos, specifically Edwardston. You’ve figured that out, haven’t you?
Maybe. So it’s backwards from what Grassy wanted to do: fly the First Goodmobile (Firstmobile) to Edwardston and Mythos. The [Firstmobile] actually *comes* from Edwardston. Makes sense.
Sense it makes. They are the last living toy avatars in Mythos, after everyone else is gone, let’s say. But maybe they really come from Whitehead Crossing and its own Edwardston and Green Turtle and such. It remains a maze[ of meaning].
I haven’t figured out exactly what Whitehead Crossing is. I’ve been so focused on Blue Mountain and Bigfoot and Rediscovery this summer and, so far, fall.
It will all even out.
So Hucka D. had to buzz off to unknown destinations. Mentioned something about Burger King at Point-0, actually. Back to explaining Mossmen. So the purchasing of the first mossman, or the only mossman I still have, follows the pattern of other toy avatars such as Billy J. Thornberry (Billy Bob or B. Thornberry now?), because it cost me a dollar or less. The purchase took place about 25 years back at a Big Lots in this case, and I recall there was a whole wall of mossmen for sale. Shame I didn’t buy more at the time. Thus the source of the expression “there’s a big lot of ’em” sometimes spoken in my blogs concerning the creatures.
Hucka D. is morse coding me from Burger King now. We have more information on the actor who’s slowly but surely becoming as much a star as mmmmmm Grassy Noll and mossman Gene Fade before him. Toy avatar thespian Billy *Bob* Thornberry hails from Henrietta, Texas, with a brother or father named Charlie who runs — hold on — a company called Zigzag, which is a, um, buyer of peanuts? No: pumpkins. Pumpkins or peanuts — maybe pumpkin seeds. Hucka D. remains unsure.*
And a brother or son named Dean who sometimes dresses up as Jolly old St. Nick on Labor Day and as a, er, turkey — *not* a pumpkin, Hucka D. is reinforcing — on Halloween. Interesting.
Located further away are cousins Joy, Shannon, and Jimbob, with the latter some kind of
softball oddball twin to Billy Bob and who once played 4th base for the Montreal Penguins womens’ oddball softball team. I think that means he was the catcher.
Then there was mother/sister/daughter Henrietta whose story will have to wait. End transmission.
Zooming further out in GoogleEarth, we get this interesting moire effect from the bordering, square shaped plot. More signals?
Additional interesting sites from GoogleEarth in Charlie:
Having reviewed the race track a bit, let’s test it out!
You can see the blur of racing Big Green Swirl successfully navigating the first curve…
… and then all the others to reach…
… The End, where Catcher catches. Good Catcher!
Smelting plant again and the surrounding track.
Here are the marbles I tested this day, with Big Green Swirl center stage. The marbles to its left in the below photo were too big to make it down the track (all flew off); the marbles to the right were too small and stopped somewhere along the way. Only Big Green Swirl made it down the whole track without hitches. Thus its new name of Greenilocks. Not too small, not too big, but just right. The prize for winning the contest was its marriage to Diamondia, the most perfect of the marble’s female species seen in front of it below, transmuted by George Washington Carver himself out of a peanut.
Many other marbles made the trip into Bigfoot this day, but the great majority remained in this metal container, clearly unfit to participate.
Empty Promises reminds Taum Sauk that there’s more left to Bigfoot than just a completed and tested marble race track. Later we would follow Taum on an exploring trip of the swamp and surrounding roads.
Taum Sauk also graciously lent a corner of his brick home to prop up a part of the track running around his plant. It had to be moved several inches to effect this. And below it in the photo is Taum’s atv, which he will employ for the exploring trip. Can’t wait!
Details of the track now. As I counted today upon a revisit after work, Bigfoot’s marble race contains 42 1/2 pieces of O-27 gauge model railroad track, which takes it beyond Billfork’s 37. And I had a lot more 0-27 stuff to work with, actually. The thought crossed my mind to even enlarge upon the track here, perhaps extending it toward Mina Pool. But I probably won’t, even though I have tomorrow afternoon and then all day Thursday off now for more hiking fun and possibilities.
Each object holding up the track has its own small story to tell. Most came from the old high school football stadium once more. The 1st big curve of the track after the start is supported here by the rusty metal skeleton of an old chair, turned on its back.
As I’ve mentioned before, the race setup begins on top of Bigfoot’s very central spool table and ends on the bottom of same. In the below photo, you can also see some detail of the track beyond the first curve more in the background…
… as it passes the spool table to its west to proceed…
… toward Taum Sauk’s iron smelting plant, which it loops around to quickly reach…
… the bottom of the spool table.
This higher brick structure is another new one in town, and helps to prop up a northern portion of the track. I found it at the Plateau of Raw Art’s upper baseball field.
The rusty chair skeleton again looking east.
This past Sunday was another beautiful day here in Blue Mountain. Memories of late September rain, rain, rain seem almost like a bad dream now. And it will continue like this for another 4 or 5 days. I will return!
Below we have pictured yet another Bigfoot mystery: What are these decaying sports bags full of white rocks, numbering not just one but three? The wife thinks they may be stones brought to the old school for decorative landscaping purposes. Makes sense I suppose. But I believe I’m going to haul them and their contents down to Bigfoot the next time I get the chance. The bags are found in a field next to the skateboard park (note to self: take own bag to Bigfoot for the rocks).
Since there are 3 bags of white rocks here, I also think back to the triangle of “White towns” in eastern Grayson County, Texas, as elucidated in this 2014 post.
Nearby metal circle. Purpose?
Track, bench, goal post.
Then it’s down, down, down through the tiny pine forest and its traversing roads again to the site of the Bigfoot art happening. Today’s stage 3 didn’t come without casualties, I’m sorry to say. I stepped on poor little Barbie Head while wandering around and around the site, setting up my marble race track. But the other toy avatars didn’t seem too upset. For some reason, they called her not Barbie Head (isn’t this a Barbie?), not even *Brain* Head, but *Brian* Head during the brief wake, and perhaps that *is* her name, since they should know better than me. Is the seeming she actually a *he*? They also seem to think it fate that she/he was crushed in this manner during the happening, and at this stage even. “Three’s the charm”, they echoed several times during the wake. Taum Sauk never budged from his sitting chair, but perhaps that’s because he was the most upset of all of ’em. Spaceman James Franco instead presided over the wake.
A new toy avatar came to Bigfoot this day, specifically for the purpose of catching marbles at the end of the brand new race track seemingly. Marble Catcher is his official title. I do not know his proper name; all the other avatars just called him Catcher or just Catch. Blonde Star Girl seems to give tips about the task at hand. “Arms out, arms out!” she appears to say in coaching him. But the larger toy avatar pretty much did what he came to Bigfoot to do this day, with most racing marbles “caught” at the end. Well, there was really only one marble to catch, since only one successfully made it all the way around the track. We’ll get to him soon enough. *Greenilocks* is his name. Congrats Greenilocks!
Many other avatars chipped in to make this a successful stage 3. At-At Imperial Trooper moves in to prop up an important ending turn of the track, where Greenilocks had flown off one or two times because of too much speed. Problem solved. Thanks At-At Imperial Trooper! You truly are a trooper now in the sense of, a) “somebody who does something strenuous, or tedious for a long period of time without complaining, and, b) somebody who overcomes a tough situation.
I’m not sure what muscular, hook handed pirate man did this day, but thanks anyway! Just being there showed your support. (Note: the pirate is perhaps strangely obscured by At-At Imperial Trooper in the above picture.)
This is the whole, completed race track. Hard to take a good picture of it, so I’ll just move to the various parts in the next post. Suffice to say here that it begins on top of the spool table and ends at the bottom of same. This is what it was all leading up to. So far.
Race track looking from the opposite direction (west to east).
“Skyscrapers” on the edge of town, removed from most of the hustle and bustle so far.
The “art” of the city, once more. The railroad track is not complete and functional yet. That may come today when I go back for more Bigfoot art happening fun.
Spool Table and Smelting Plant.
Smelting Plant and Spool Table (opposite direction).
Lighted interior: blue mushroom and blue ring inside. Dinosaurs seem especially interested.
There are many stories to be found here, but only a handful worthy of telling.
The taller red-orange suit bedecked toy avatar here appears to be James Franco, mentioned earlier in this blog in association with Woodrow Wilson College. Looks like Miss Orange Mmm has taken a liking to him. Va va va voom! Blonde Star Girl throws her hands up in frustration. Perhaps she’s had enough of all this toy avatar nonsense.
Taum Suak toy avatar and his nice brick home just on the other side of the railroad track from his iron smelting plant. He has a smiley paddleball! His home might be the first one of the town, or built on the same site as an early cabin.
And there’s the original iron of the town again just behind it. The base!
Meanwhile, Taum’s wife Mina sits by her pool, wishing she could float in a boat.
The Spool Table.
Pulling back: the Bigfoot Toy/Junk Happening. We’re at stage 02 now. More objects have been retrieved from the Plateau of Raw Art to the immediate west. Toys have moved in. Model train tracks have arrived. We are in the meat of the event.
The below objects appears to be the top of a pressure cooker? Unsure, but I found it on the other side of the fence from the stadium track and thought: this belongs in the art happening. And now it is. It has also entered the lore of Bigfoot past, perhaps as an iron smelting plant or factory.
The railroad track circling this iron smelting plant does the same with the bottom of the spool table. A good number of toy avatars surround each.
Here they seem to be lining up, as in a queue. We’ll get back to that soon.
Bigfoot art sculpture. Art for the art, as it were, hehe. Perhaps it is comparable to, say, the ArcelorMittal Orbit erected for London’s 2012 Summer Olympics. Yes, that’s a good parallel.
On the other side of the tulip tree comes this red tower thingie, perhaps another piece of art for the art. Or maybe it has a functional role in the city, such as office space.
*My* metal chair…
… is now balanced by much smaller chair supporting the toy avatar formerly known as Lazy Sideburns Man, or LBM for short. But in his new incarnation he is probably known as Taum Sauk. Working theory. He is not the same as LBM, then, but a twin, purchased in the same Dollar Store though not the same exact toy, you see. Another theory: he owns or runs the iron smeltery that exists just to the back of him.
Back to that Spool Table queue: it seems to focus on this entrance into the table’s interior, where a blue mushroom and matching blue ring is found. It’s also at the end of the railroad line in this direction.
The track around the Spool Table’s bottom…
… and the track similarly encircling the iron smelting plant appear to act as counterbalances, much like the two halves of the ancient Chinese tajitu symbol. But what does it mean?
“Lost in Hermania”
Independent film by Mmmmmm’s. Mmm (*not* Salad Bar Jack!) is lost in the urban landscape of Hermania, unable to escape. Hermania is a burg of quite some significance. Many Mmmmmmm’s live there. Mossmen too (exploiting Mmmmmmm’s?). Marbles as well. Bad ones. Bad ones? Dented.
Known as the first humanistic Mmm related film; beyond action-adventure. Probably low budget as well.
Film deals with rapid growth of Hermania, attracting the “wrong” elements, and the clash of cultures (3Ms). Must remember to be united through TILE and Meeting Rock! Must remember the cooperation of between their ancestors. Not devolve into the warring factions that caused the Wilderness battle, etc.
Must create a street map of Hermania — collaged from other maps. How? Hermania exists between Mars Beach (“south”) and Jupiter Beach (“north”).
How does actor-turned-director Gene Fade, struggling still to fulfill his ambitious (expensive?) “Fade To Moss” art movie, feel about a successful movie by an Mmm that’s pulling in the crowd (mostly other Mmm’s)? Not good, I’m thinking.
What is the population of Hermania? What of the pop. of the ethnic groups? Meeting Rock is seen as a landscape icon, like Hollywood Hills for L.A.
Will probably head back to Rediscovery and Bigfeet, weather permitting, for more picture taking and perhaps map creating. All of this *means* something.
I’ve been thinking about toy avatars and the progression of their story in the blogs, starting in 2008. The avatars seem exclusive to Frank and Herman Parks — what is their role in the Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape and attached extensions, then? I haven’t yet linked up the 2 hiking mythologies.
Toy avatars manifested in conjoined Frank and Herman Parks because they felt protected there, like the parks are protected. 3 major species: mossmen, mmmmmm’s, and marbles. 3ms. The mossmen story seems to have been worked out more than the other two, centered on the Gene Fade character who was born in Frank Park’s Jupiter Rock and also lived in nearby Notherton and perhaps Mocksity. Supersity? Mossmen (and Gene Fade) were also involved in Whitehead Crossing for certain. They might have invented the Spoon River portal system, or at least they used the system for instant teleport to various spots.
Mossmen, mmmmm’s and marbles alike appear in my collages, still displayed currently in the various Collagesity galleries next to the Rubi Forest. I tried to get rid of my land there this month but couldn’t shake it. Now I may keep the place for the whole winter again.
Mmmmmm’s seem exclusive to Herman Park. Hermania on TILE Creek, just west of Drink Lake, seems a focus for them, replacing an original living area in Good and Great Meadows to the north of this lake. Story is that the first mmmmmm’s arrived in Great Meadow in a large goodmobile from “Pluto”, which may be the same as Mythos’ Edwardston but we’re not quite sure yet.
Salad Bar Jack is, by far, the best known of the mmmmmm’s, and acts as a balance to Gene Fade. They both appear in Salad Bar Jack action adventure movies. They’re both actors. And actually, as I’m remembering it, Salad Bar Jack’s real name is Grassy Noll. He’s so identified with his famous role that people always confuse the two (even me!). Gene Fade, in the same films, is usually called simply “The Mossman” or “Mossman”, perhaps a slightly or even not-so-slightly demeaning name. Then there’s Dirk Stew, a humanoid toy who plays Rock Meadows in a projected series of movies directed by Gene Fade himself. He plans to move beyond the action-adventure genre in these. Can he pull it off? Will the mmmmmm’s pay their hard earned hard green money to see non-Salad Bar Jack vehicles? That’s the uphill battle he is facing in moving from actor to director, for that was always his destiny.
Going back to Gene Fade’s origins in Jupiter Rock and Frank Park, we also know something about a “Prior” (from “Pryor”), which may be a father or grandfather who came from the park’s Wild Wild West, or what we call the Trident Creek area in the blogs. This figure is attached to Neptune and also the Aquaman “Anti-Superman” superhero. Compared to this, Fade is Uranus, visible to the naked eye in the night sky if you know where to look. This is Superman (Supersity?) revealed?
Heading even further west than Frank Park’s Wild Wild West, we know that Mossmen consider Granddaddy Mtn. verboten to walk upon, and the source of their all powerful Rock Gods. A mystical place named Rubi Doo (Ragi Too?) is associate with the summit.
We also theorize that the Second Life avatar Karoz Blogger is the creation of Gene Fade, and that he considers him his “son” of sorts. Karoz was partly designed to walk the slopes of Grandaddy Mtn. in a safe manner, since, being virtual, he can’t harm the indigenous plant (and animal) life. But the experiment failed. Karoz could not escape his limiting Jeogeot continent circle centered by Mother Noru. Karoz’s mother Sapphire (she adopted him?) called him her precious Aquamarine, but he grew beyond this to become rebellious Aqua Teen. Rebeling caused the circle?
I have all these bits and pieces concerning toy avatardom but I haven’t put all of them together into a larger jigsaw puzzle. It remains unfinished.
And then the marbles — I have them coming from the Key Rock area southwest of Blue Mtn. They originally come from Mythos as well, like the mmmmmm’s apparently. In their case: Bridee, which psychically overlaps my mother’s house in Mythopolis. As a child I played a lot with marbles in this house. Later on I theorized that wilder counterparts to my “tame” toys might have been living inside the walls of the house when I was growing up. They found a forgotten house key in a fake rock lodged in these walls and thought the rock to be a super-marble, which was partly correct according to Hucka D., I believe. This rock in Bridee corresponds exactly to the position of Key Rock and the surrounding Castle Rock area in Blue Mtn’s county of Haze. These wilder marbles also had contact with a house rat named Augustus. Was this the Map Rat? The wild marbles looked down upon their tamed counterparts that I played with. Deemed them washed up. The wild marbles sent a new delegation to replace the older marbles afte they had been beaten up by their constant gaming, like a beat up old football players dented by their many collisons down through the years. This is actually a real story.
The location of Key Rock in Bridee (mother’s house) was between the den and living room wall. The rock totally fascinated the marbles. I believe it represents the main link between microcosm (Bridee) and macrocosm (Haze County), and a way to move between the two. Like the Dr. Who tardis, inside was much larger than outside. The specific ratios involved in the two dimensions are 12 or 13 to 1, or a dozen or Baker’s dozen to one. This relationship is coded into Maebaleia continent’s 12 or 13 to 1 ratio between large Blue Feather Sea and small Blue Drake lake or pool.
I would compare the relationship between wild and tame marbles to that between the wild and tame humans in the movie “Fantastic Planet”, use in a carrcass or a/v synch called “Fantastic Aspic” now. Like these humans, marbles are “pets” — *of* humans in this case, or, specifically, me.
The gargantuan blue Dragg child Tiva compares to me in this way. Her human “pet” Terr compares to my named marbles such as Bob Underston and Big Blue Eye. She has one but I have/had several to many.