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The mousetrap was pretty amazing. The pictures on the website don’t really do it justice. It’s a bigger than life size version of the kids game "mousetrap" sprung with bowling balls that go down crazy stairs, into a bathtub, around a metal gutter, up and down all sorts of crap finally setting off a release which drops a really fucking heavy old safe (or piano at the later show) about two stories distance onto the "mouse". The whole thing was made of found and salvaged materials and sits behind the "Haunted Barn", just downwind from the Superfund site that was the Hunter’s Point Naval Shipyard.
I can’t say it didn’t go off without a hitch, but when the safe dropped it was still thrilling. The real star of the evening,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
amarama and I both agreed, was the counterweight which took the bowling ball from the bottom of the crazy stairs on a beautiful, slow ellipse into another bucket about 20 feet in the air. The crowd went crazy and began chanting "Counterweight! Counterweight!" in unison.
Another star of the evening was Formaldehyde,anarqueso’s guy. Looking much hotter in a tank top than I thought he would, he donned a straitjacket and was raised by his feet by the crane about two stories high. He escaped easily with "Eye of the Tiger" blasting over the crowd.
Ama, Anar, and I walked through the Superfund dirt and saw a beautiful moonrise over the fog and chemically-hazy sky.ilipodscrill, hmacallister, and telebraker6 were also there. It was a wonderful San Francisco night.
I will say one critical thing though. The safe falling was great. Big thud. Boom. But it was dropped on a birthday cake which was a little anti-climactic. Why not a big papier-mâché mouse filled with red Jell-O or something? More splat and gore would have been welcome, even if it got all over me. There was an organized mouse protest of the event however. Many extremely large rodents brought signs protesting the Weapons of Mouse Destruction and, when the safe had safely dropped, ran through the trap shouting "Cheese Yes! Traps no!"
Personally, I’m for both.
I can’t say it didn’t go off without a hitch, but when the safe dropped it was still thrilling. The real star of the evening,
amarama and I both agreed, was the counterweight which took the bowling ball from the bottom of the crazy stairs on a beautiful, slow ellipse into another bucket about 20 feet in the air. The crowd went crazy and began chanting "Counterweight! Counterweight!" in unison.Another star of the evening was Formaldehyde,
anarqueso’s guy. Looking much hotter in a tank top than I thought he would, he donned a straitjacket and was raised by his feet by the crane about two stories high. He escaped easily with "Eye of the Tiger" blasting over the crowd.Ama, Anar, and I walked through the Superfund dirt and saw a beautiful moonrise over the fog and chemically-hazy sky.
ilipodscrill, hmacallister, and telebraker6 were also there. It was a wonderful San Francisco night.I will say one critical thing though. The safe falling was great. Big thud. Boom. But it was dropped on a birthday cake which was a little anti-climactic. Why not a big papier-mâché mouse filled with red Jell-O or something? More splat and gore would have been welcome, even if it got all over me. There was an organized mouse protest of the event however. Many extremely large rodents brought signs protesting the Weapons of Mouse Destruction and, when the safe had safely dropped, ran through the trap shouting "Cheese Yes! Traps no!"
Personally, I’m for both.
