Spud hits the Blue Hair's Vegas
are a highland region occupying most of Missouri, but also extending into
Arkansas and Kansas.
The Ozark mountainfolk generally are a simple people that for generations
have foraged off the land, with some entrepreneurs striking it rich, like
the famous Clampett family.
topography of the Ozark countryside was a sight to behold and even more
fun to drive. The tato would gun the engine to soar up the hill, only
to zip around tight corners and cascade down steep downgrades. After covering
miles of the roller coaster terrain the potato head noticed steam starting
to pour from under his hood. Before long, the tater was parked on the
side of the road with the hood up; his overheated radiator dissipating
every drop of water into vapour; the pungent smell of scorched gears emanating
from his transmission.
Mater told Spud that his new transmission was likely going to take a few days, so the tater began thumbing through the pile of local attraction papers, looking for something to keep his attention during his Branson layover.
that one of his heroes, Tony Orlando, was a local and had been a staple
on the Branson music scene for the last few decades. Unfortunately. Orlando
and Dawn pulled up their local tent stakes at the end of the 2013 Christmas
season and decided to take their act across country. Sadly, no one would
hear Spud knocking two times.
Spud's face turned from Sour to Sunny when he saw that the Village People would be playing in Branson. The tater couldn't believe his luck - seeing these icons of the music world had always been a dream. The paper gave the address of the theater where the group would perform and Spud hastily flagged a cab to go grab his tickets. Regrettably, when the tater arrived at the Box office, he found out that the show was not until the fall, some 6 months away.
did offer up a few other alternatives, in the form of country crooner
Charlie Pride and a variety show featuring 'The Osmonds'; not Donny and
Marie but instead the far less popular and talented siblings. Sadly, neither
could really fill the void left by The Village People. A nearby billboard
barked the comic and musical stylings of the immortal Jim Stafford, so
Spud decided to make his way over to the Stafford theater to perhaps catch
a last resort show.
The tato's taxi pulled in to the massive parking lot of the one-hit-wonder's theater. The car park was filled with the symbol of Branson marked on the pavement, the icon of the wheelchair. The potato would soon learn that Branson has more Handicap parking stalls per capita than any other place on the planet.
Regrettably, the Jim Stafford theater had tumbleweeds blowing through the lobby. Stafford's bleached playbills sat faded and crinkled in their sun baked frames. Weeds stood sentry by the padlocked doors. It appeared that the Spiders and Snakes finally had their way with him.
Hair's Vegas may have been a magnet for pensioners, but without the Village
People and Tony Orlando, there was little appeal for the tato. Somewhat
discouraged, the potato looked at his map for some other attractions nearby.
One interesting place leapt out at him in the nearby village of Kimberling City: The Bearded Clam Restaurant. 'Now that's something you don't see everyday' the side dish thought to himself
that it had been quite some time since he last had a bearded clam, and
after all, who doesn't like to get themselves a nice bearded clam ever
now and then, he barked the order to his cab driver to take him there