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This weekend, I cleaned out the closet to get ready for our upcoming arrival. This meant once again I had to go through a ton of my stuff from the single life that I so cleverly just boxed up from the last place. I had to throw away a lot of stuff, including all of Schadenfreude’s road porn. Hey, don’t judge. One of the fun things we have done whenever we go on the road is buy nasty road porn (for the joke). One year we got the Debbie Gibson Playboy, another year we stopped at Naughty but Nice outside of Janesville. But usually, it’s truck stops. I seriously forgot I had em. So away they went. More after the jump.

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This weekend, I cleaned out the closet to get ready for our upcoming arrival. This meant once again I had to go through a ton of my stuff from the single life that I so cleverly just boxed up from the last place. I had to throw away a lot of stuff, including all of Schadenfreude’s road porn. Hey, don’t judge. One of the fun things we have done whenever we go on the road is buy nasty road porn (for the joke). One year we got the Debbie Gibson Playboy, another year we stopped at Naughty but Nice outside of Janesville. But usually, it’s truck stops. I seriously forgot I had em. So away they went. More after the jump.


This weekend, I cleaned out the closet to get ready for our upcoming arrival. This meant once again I had to go through a ton of my stuff from the single life that I so cleverly just boxed up from the last place. I had to throw away a lot of stuff, including all of Schadenfreude’s road porn. Hey, don’t judge. One of the fun things we have done whenever we go on the road is buy nasty road porn (for the joke). One year we got the Debbie Gibson Playboy, another year we stopped at Naughty but Nice outside of Janesville. But usually, it’s truck stops. I seriously forgot I had em. So away they went. We are planning a Yard Sale at our Ravenswood office this summer so I brought all my good movies up. Lebowski, Ecc’s copy of Say Anything and of course my dubbed copy of Up the Creek. That’s a great 3 for 5 right there, ey?

It was tough giving that stuff away. But at the same time, it stays with me. I don’t know if I need my health insurance card from 1997 to remember when I first got a job. And I definitely do not need all the irish coins to remember being there. And I don’t need the road porn to remember the road trips. Remember that time we got rear-ended at 60 mph SS? I think I got a licorice nib stuck up my nose.

But I’ll always keep pictures. A woman took some great shots of us at the CIF Vegas show back in 2003. It was a Vegas inspired show at the Athenaeum. We had dancers, live animals, cirque de soleil-esqe acrobatics. We turned the lobby into a casino, with actual tables. I still have one of the green felts from that night. We had friends dress up like pit bosses, vacationers looking for the pool, bellhops and actual casino dealers. We even bought a CD to pipe in the noise. It was wonderfully chaotic. We did all this fun stuff but the show was a true-blue Schadenfreude sketch show. Here is one of the shots. It looks like one of the shots they’ll use for the Schadenfreude documentary during a Public TV pledge drive in 50 years. It was taken by Jimmy Madsen’s girlfriend. I can’t remember her name, I don’t think I’ve seen her since (shit, 2003 is 4 years ago). But it’s a great shot. Adam Witt and Sandy Marshall.

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