The ship, of course, would be called AT-AT Walker, My Ass. Saturday afternoon we venture into the bowels of West Oakland for Armaghetto, a company party held by Form and Reform and Sciortino. Inside, folks fix franks and burgers and quaff margaritas on tap and beers on tap. Two little boys show off their handcrafted rockets. Someone fires up one of the contraptions, which, we are informed, is an auxiliary jet engine from an airplane.
Clouds of smoke pour out of it, up into the wind and over the neighboring warehouses.
The noise is oppressive. One partygoer hands out earplugs. The other metal contraption is Jon Sarriugarte 's notorious Vortex Cannon . A girl by the cyclone fence gets on her cell phone. Mark Pauline's hovercraft just showed up.