Tuesday, July 28, 2009

What else does Grassroots do?

So, you know about Fun Fourth Festival and Festival of Lights (we hope!) and you wonder what else do those gals at Grassroots Productions do over the course of the year! Well, its not all beach trips and bon-bons (although that would be swell also!).

We are currently working on several different projects, here is just one of them!

Grassroots Productions serves as the agent for managing Special Events in Center City Park -- so if you want to reserve the park for a wedding, corporate picnic or any other type of special event than you would call us. Well, specifically you would call 336.272.1222 and talk to Peggy! She will walk you through the process of how to reserve the park (remember to do it at least 45 days before your event) what kind of equipment and services are needed and the associated fees for all of the above.

Grassroots also assists Action Greensboro with the programming of some of the Park produced events. So, for the weekly Tunes @ Noon series (every Wednesday May through October), Sunday in the Park (last Sunday of the Month) etc. GPL will find the musicians and entertainers, contract with them, make arrangements as needed for audio support and provide all of the logistical support needed (its all about tents, tables and chairs!).

Stop by the park -- enjoy a picnic lunch, take a stroll under the arched jets of the fountain, listen to some local music and enjoy this wonderful downtown oasis!

ps: photos by Lynn Donovan

What I do when I'm not hallucinating while driving a golf cart

I did promise to write a post about what I do at Grassroots when we're not going crazy with Fun Fourth Stuff. I think I'll do this in list form. I like lists.
  1. Data entry. Lots and lots of data entry. I keep up the spreadsheets for Craftscene, Marketplace, the Freedom Run, food vendors, bands...you name it, there's probably a database for it, and I get to maintain it. In fact, that's pretty much all I did for the first few months when I started working for Grassroots. I'm very particular about them.
  2. Go through the random stacks of paper on my desk, realize that most of it is completely meaningless, and recycle and file accordingly. I'm a bit of a pack rat.
  3. Answer questions Peggy and Brenda have about various goings-on in the pop culture landscape. It's nice when my freakish capacity for retaining useless information comes in handy.
  4. Um...this is harder than I thought it would be.
  5. Blog about what's going on at work (how meta of me).
  6. This week, I have to put together an Ops bin for the Natty Greene's 5th Anniversary Party, which basically means anticipating every little thing we could possibly need to use at the event, from zip ties to pencils to duct tape. I've put together plenty of Ops bins, and I always forget something. I need to do better at seeing the future. Maybe I'll work on that between now and Festival of Lights.
So...yeah. That was riveting. And now I'm off to work on the Sales & Sampling database. Jealous?

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Natty Greene's 5th Anniversary Party

Saturday, August 1st starting at 6pm come on out and join us for the Natty Greene's 5th Anniversary Party!!!

Can you imagine .... its been five years since Natty Greene's has opened! How much Buckshot or Old Town Brown have you consumed in the last five years? Well, it doesn't matter, all that matters is that you come out on August 1st and enjoy the Free Concert in Hamburger Square in Downtown Greensboro.

Music by Sam Bush with special guests Jeanne Jolly and The Deluge. Souvenir Beers $4.00. Its looking like it will be a great night! See you there!!

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Gathering my thoughts, finally

One good thing about Facebook is that it can help jog your memory. Inspired by Owen's post about the post-Fun Fourth "whaaaa?" period, as I like to call it, I decided that maybe I should gather my thoughts about this year's Festival. And then I realized that I'd already forgotten most of what happened. It's not that I have a bad memory; actually, I have a very good memory, especially for things that don't matter. But you, too, would be hard pressed to remember the events of a few crazy, hazy days in which you were operating on only a few hours of sleep. On July 5th, we all experienced that singular phenomenon known as the Fun Fourth Hangover. As I said to Carissa, you only wish you'd been drinking. And then I tried to drive back to the office with my parking brake on, wondering what that awful squealing was for a good minute before I realized it was my car. Take a bow, Robin.

But, as I was saying, I'd already forgotten a lot of what happened this year, but I did recall getting home late on that Saturday night and getting on Facebook very briefly. So I went digging for that status. Here it is verbatim:

Today I was whacked in the face by a tree branch, suffered auditory hallucinations, and laughed so hard that I cried while my boss talked about her idea of chasing me down the street with a gun and/or taser for the local news. And I got to eat funnel cake. And I didn't curse on camera. And I finally felt like I kinda knew what I was doing.

And I thought, "oh yeaaaaaah!" and it all came flooding back to me. Well, maybe not all of it, as I'm sure there are parts I'm repressing for the sake of my sanity, but good chunks of it. I remembered all I'd meant to do that week leading up to the Festival, but had left off or (more likely) forgotten about because I had to put together the Ops bins or transfer important files to a flash drive (which I ended up not using - oh well) or a million and one other things. But here are the things that I remember most clearly:

I was whacked in the face with a tree branch while riding in the back of our entertainment coordinator Kathleen's golf cart. She apparently forgot that Rachelle and I had hitched a ride, even though she was talking to us (yeah...I don't even know), and when she swerved to avoid a branch, her adjustment only changed the target from her to me, and I got hit but good. At which point we all started laughing hysterically, and only after a few minutes of that did either Kathleen or Rachelle think to ask if I was ok. If I'd had my wits about me, I would have milked it for sympathy and favors for the rest of my life. Alas, if I tried to guilt trip her with it now, she'd know I was kidding.

The auditory hallucinations came later that night, while Rachelle (who really was my partner in crime during the latter part of the day) and I were shuttling golf carts back to the parking garage, where they would live until they were picked up the following Tuesday. I had a radio in my golf cart, and all of a sudden I thought I heard a very inappropriate word over the airwaves. I grabbed the radio, turned the volume way up, and held it close to my ear. I didn't hear the inappropriate word again, but I did hear what sounded like "pizza" and "how much should we tip?" and I got very, very excited. It had to be at least 9pm, and I'd been up since 5am, and at that point the thought of pizza was literally the Best Thing That Had Ever Happened In The History Of Ever. And then I pulled up alongside two of our crew members and asked if they'd heard this wonderful conversation, and they looked at me as if I had lost my mind. A little while later, Rachelle and I went inside, and Rachelle asked Peggy if they had ordered pizza or if I was delusional. Peggy informed her that I had, indeed, gone crazypants. And all this occurred while I was operating a motor vehicle. So that was safe.

As for being chased down the street by a taser-wielding Peggy...well, as Owen pointed out, we're very particular when it comes to tablecloths and staples. We've all, at some point or another, gotten stabbed by a staple that didn't get pulled out when the tablecloth was removed from the table, and you learn very quickly that it's easier to make sure they're all out before the tablecloth gets folded up and sent back to the office. Rachelle and I brought a stack back from Festival Park, and I assured Peggy, who was putting them in bins to go back to the office, that all the staples had been removed. Well, it turns out I lied. And the kindly police officer stationed outside HQ had been gleefully showing us his taser, and I 'd been dragged before a TV camera earlier in the evening (hence the comment about not cursing on camera, which, as Owen also pointed out, was quite a feat) to talk about What We Do at Fun Fourth, and, well...that night, there was nothing funnier to us than the idea of Peggy chasing me down the street, in full Mommie Dearest mode, screaming "NO MORE STAPLES, EVERRRR!" Film at 11, back to you, Random Anchor person.

(Sadly, no one thought to actually take a picture of our brilliant scenario,
so this will have to suffice.)

And I got my funnel cake, and it was good, and no one was stabbed in the getting of it (at least not by me).

At some point in the near future, I'll blog about what I do when we're not in Fun Fourth Panic Mode. That post, I assure you, will not be nearly as long as this one.

Postpartum Depression: Fun Fourth Edition

After two months of pregnancy, and thirty hours in labor, I was taken away from my baby.

At first, a pleasant aura filled the air. I suddenly had free time I never thought I'd have. I was seeing people that, dare I say, looked exactly the same as the last time I saw them. I slept. People were saying that I was glowing.* (That last part is an exaggeration, or lie, if you will, but that's beside the point. What do I have to do to get a compliment about my natural glow around here?)

Then the second week came around. I found that I had four days off, and I only had plans for one of them. I began to have nightmares in which I was driving my golf cart with no destination. I began finding excuses to come by the office, only to be turned away by the fact that I didn't really want to that day anyway. Boredom consumed me. In my weakest hour, I turned to the habits of a cola-junkie, wasting away with fake, bubbly grape juicy and month old M&Ms.

I began to indeed miss the Fun Fourth Festival.

Finally, I found that remembering the good times will make everything better. So, with out further adieu:

Things I Learned From the Fun Fourth Festival:
1. The later it is in the day, the worse your sense of humor is, and the more people laugh.
2. It is surprisingly difficult to make an inflatable caterpillar more appealing.
3. You will have offended people's very souls if you over staple a tablecloth.
4. The food in hospitality is the best when there is no possible way of getting to it.
5. If we had made a swear jar, we would have recouped all of our spending.
6. After the festival, it is illegal to drive in the opposite direction on a one-way street.
7. The American people will not hesitate to stab someone over funnel cake.
8. No matter how old you get, you'll still end up asking your mom for more tickets.
9. No matter how close you are to the person who shares your golf cart, they will never pretend to be a make believe cop by the name of Rigatoni.
10. There is now a special place in my heart where I hate you all.

Owen: The American people will not hesitate to stab someone over funnel cake.
Robin: Can you blame them?


Friday, July 10, 2009

Did you partake of the photo yurt?

What is a photo yurt? Well, according to Dictionary.com a yurt (yƻrt) is -- n. A circular, domed, portable tent used by nomadic peoples of central Asia. So, a photo yurt is a "tent" where you can get your picture taken. Think of it like a nomadic photo booth.

The photo yurt that was at the 2009 Fun Fourth Festival belongs to Face to Face. They kindly brought it to the Block Party and Street Festival so we could capture images of people at the event.
To check out the pictures you can go to Flickr or Facebook. I hope you stopped by the Yurt to get your photo taken, if not, next time you are out and about and see the Yurt set up, stop in, say hi to a friendly member of Face to Face and get your picture taken. You'll be glad you did!!

Thursday, July 9, 2009

It's July 9th -- what now?

So, here it is July 9th -- the Fun Fourth Festival is over. The firework finale was oohed and ahhed over, the last funnel cake consumed and the bands have packed up their gear. Now what?

Well, believe it or not, we are still working on Fun Fourth! We are sorting, packing and organizing! Left over souvenirs and t-shirts get inventoried and stored away, thank you notes are being written. Suggestions and ideas for next year are being solicited. All the "stuff" is being put back in storage.

What kind of "stuff" do we use for Fun Fourth -- well here is a partial inventory: 6 Ticket Booths, 30 Sheets of Plywood, 50 tents, 200 tables, 300 chairs, 30 coolers, 35 extension cords, 18 stools, 22 fans, water by the case, 200 towels, 24 port-a-johns, 100 pieces of bike rack, 3 portable stages, 15 fire extinguishers, 8 plastic Uncle Sam's, 50 American Flags, bunting, banners, 40 signs....and the list goes on and on!!

So, yes....we are still working on Fun Fourth and we will be for awhile. We have also started planning for some upcoming events that we are working on with other organizations -- check back, I'm sure we'll be moving more stuff!!

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Fun Fourth Haiku of the Day!

Now it is over,
and all that is left behind
is Red, White and Blue.
---- bjs

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Fun 4th Haiku of the Day!

Crazy rushing
Phones are ringing off the hook
Countdown to Fun 4th!

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Fun Fourth Haiku of the Day!

Children's bright laughter
fills Jurassic Adventure
and Kidpillar Crawl
---Peggy Hickle