So we are staying in the Model Home of the new CENTRAL PARK Condominiums. In two of the model homes, actually. I feel like we're on arrested development. We have this great flat screen TV. It only gets the nature channel and never turns off. Also, no volume. We found an even bigger flatscreen with a serious football game on in the closet. This one is clearly for hanging on the wall.
|Arrested Development, anyone? (or, the curse continues...)|
Posted on 11/04/2006 by Spike
Back in Baltimore, last weekend, we were rather dismayed to find that upon arriving at our hotel post-statue gig, covered head to toe in white paint, that the hotel had no hot water. That was awful. I know awful, and that was tops. The next day, in Dayton, we arrive at our B&B to discover that there is no electricity. Bad, not awful, but certainly unpleasant. Once again, the curse has struck us.
No hot water. We were freezing from performing in subzero weathers, and all I ever wanted in the whole wide world was a hot bath. After debating with Lady over whether or not this qualified as an emergency, the repair man was called and the problem was fixed. But not before I fell asleep, bathless, in a little ball on my big oak bed.
But I got a nice, hot, long one this morning.
All work and no play make Spike a dull spike. All work and no play make Jack a dull rhino. Spike and Lady found themselves. They were lost on super underground Gov't property. Just searching for a Walmart. Spike, Lady, and Isabella covered themselves in white paint, head to toe, for a sweet human statue gig. Then they went to their hotel. There was no hot water. What were they to do? White paint. White paint. White paint all around.
|All work and no play make Jack a dull boy.|
Posted on 10/28/2006 by Spike
Rain and cold, rain and cold. What is a Spike to do? Lady would dance, if she had the energy. But she is asleep sleep sleep. Isabella would invent, but for now she types tippity top on her keys' favorite keyboard, fingers playing, playing, playing.
I think I need a vacation.
Today Lady, Isabella and I went "down to the docks" and ate fire for fishermen in exchange for soft shell crabs.
|Return of the Sunshine King or Sing for Your Supper|
Posted on 10/19/2006 by Spike
So did the crab. Yum.
Thank you, Heathers fans.
|Big Fun in the Big Apple|
Posted on 10/19/2006 by Spike
So Lady, Isabella & I made a trip into Manhattan yesterday - and what a glorious day it was! Sunny, warm, a slight breeze blowing through my braided hair (guess who has SAD?) and an excellent day for gathering show supplies.
We found ourselves battling the twisted jungles of the garment district - dodging the precariously hanging fabric and squeezing through the dense thickets of polyester bolts (who's up for a healthy dose of hyperbole? lame metaphor? takers? oh, come on!) to locate the elusive white silks, whose satiny hides will adorn some Angel hides next week as human statues at a Truman Capote Ball. Lady's heckling skills in bargaining with the natives are unmatched, and she scored some wicked deals on raw materials.
Isabella found the perfect new aerial silk that she has been searching and scouting and praying for, only to discover the big, gaping hole in the middle. Sigh.
To make up (wait for it) for the lost silk, and to celebrate the gained, we went to Sephora for expensive cosmetics and free makeovers(get it?). As Isabella put it, "I have $175 worth of make up on my eyes." We left, some of us with tiny black bags, all of us with glittery, rainbowed eyes, to the Big Apple Circus tent to meet a rigger/acrobatic hopeful named Ben.
Pizza, walking, and a pharmacy stop ensued before our departure for New Jersey at 11pm to the castle that is the house in which we are gratefully being kept. Thank you Lady, for knowing so many people on the East Coast, and thank you, oh wonderful queen of the illustrious palace! We are so grateful!
So the van - yeah, the van - I've been sleeping in in Maryland is in for surgery. Remind me to send flowers. Here's hopin the car doc takes pity on Moby Dick and gives the inside a facelift - maybe supercharges the electric blankets so that next weekend I won't be FREEZING in a shivering ball of coldness.
|My Life as a Rennie|
Posted on 10/17/2006 by Spike
On to a more uncomfortable occurrence, or as I like to call it, my run in with the Port-o-no-tp in the middle of a fair-day, and let's just say I really needed some tissue. Ten years of scouting didn't prepare me for this. And a shabby cardboard roll does not an ample wiping implement make.
Within the silver lining is the nearby Panera, with hot eats, hot drinks, and beautiful, shining wifi. My saving beacon through which, on my true love, I can cruise abc.com and catch up on LOST and Grey's Anatomy. I may have an unhealthy attachment to my computer and streaming casts of my premium-select shows.
|That is it! I've had it with these mo' fo' aerialists on this mo' fo' plane! - Alaska is.... cold. And beautiful and breathtaking. But mostly cold. Lady had the unfortunate luck of receiving the weather report for San Antonio instead of Anchorage, so she has it the worst as far as street clothes go. (How's that sarong working o||08/27/2006|
|Sanctuar-- LOOK OUT! WEG! Something! MOVE!! - Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Yesterday was the first day of the Villach festival. The town is lovely, and walking distance never was a truer phrase.
Before I go into the details which title this blog, I d like to take an excursion down the 'what the he||7/25/2006|
|Spike vs. the Jellyfish - Friday, July 21, 2006
So one of our last days in Italy, Luna and I journeyed to Pisa to find a beach. Find one we did, and it was absolutely lovely! Bathing suit optional, though most people were covered; clear, green, calm, warm, salty waters; a||7/21/2006|
|Is that a discotech in your pocket or are you just happy to see me? - Well, we had a bit of trouble with our rental car. And while I'm not sure what I am allowed to say, I know that I can assure you that the tragedy injured the faux-UV alone.
On the bright side, it is more airy, and we can now appreciate the landscape||07/14/2006|
|Theatre is alive and well and living in Italy! - So, getting to Italy was an adventure in itself. Mountains, construction, misdirections, a faux-UV that doesn't like us, or the road... But we arrived in Certaldo just in time to miss our first performance!
So we walked around the festival site inst||07/13/2006|
|Return of the Angel - I love performing in Belgium! They give you beer, take you by the hand and guilt everyone into giving more $$ (thank you, Chris!) and trade kisses and photos for clothes (ask me about my hat)!
I must go now, as they have prepared for us a special ||07/09/2006|
|The quick and easy - My Recap:
Plane ride: fairly pleasant, if screaming babies is your idea of heaven...Thank goodness for in flight entertainment and I pod nanos.
Amsterdam: expensive like whoa. I blew 150 Euro in 2 days. Van Gogh exhibit = not as good as the one i||07/09/2006|
|Brockville Teaser... more to come... - Random Luna quote:
I just wish it wasn't so alive."||06/27/2006|
|Spike's St. Louis Adventure - This will consist of a list of things, which may be nonsensical, but must needs be documented for all access via electronic magnificence regardless of their possibly seeming "inside" quality:
During the last weekend of the St. Louis Fair...
|Yellow Springs = fun, cold, wet times - Yellow Springs: I will never get over how welcoming and kind this community is. Just like last year, the day of the artsy town street fair was filled with overcast skies, lots of rain, and tons of nice people. This year, however, the rain was FREE||06/14/2006|
|Rainy Days and Mondays... You know the rest... - Dundas (Dunn dASS, as pronounced by the locals) experienced hardship and sorrow as the second half of the day bawled soggy cold buckets of H2O which rained out nearly all the acts and drove the patrons away in hordes.
But for those die-hard fans, th||06/03/2006|
|Spike's Serenade - In my peaceful dreamland of the morning I heard angels singing, calling my name. So peculiar was their song, that Brecht himself would have been proud of the jarring effect it produced, because it shook me out of my slumber.
As I lie awake in my bed||05/31/2006|
|Candy, Kisses, Bondage. Or, Why I Hate Chicago - Sometime remind me to tell you about the time Memorial Day Weekend that
1) The Angels performed with a guest star, the amazing Ruby (an adorable girl who was inspired by the Aerial Angels to go into circus training. She performed her cloud swing rou||05/31/2006|
|Remember escaping from a straitjacket? It was tough, but funny. - Today was a fun-filled, action-packed day!
After a little practice with toxic fuel, Star successfully participated in the three girl tongue to tongue to tongue transfer. It is exciting to know that the Aerial Angels are the ONLY act who do this tric||05/29/2006|
|What a Drag. Oh, I'm punny! - Tuesday, May 16, 2006
So last night after work, we walked from one side of Duvall to the other: from the Gulf to the Atlantic, to find that the Moonlight Madness party that Isabella and I had scoped out a few days prior was, regrettably, a bust.
|Oh, look. There's fish. - Today was a fun filled day of excitement and terror, which are often interchangeable! Rising at an early hour, we slathered ourselves in sunscreen and bathing suits, grabbed the self-contained grocery store out of the hotel room fridge, and headed fo||05/15/2006|
|Spike's Important Lesson - It was delicious to step out of the car a few days ago and discover it was Florida outside. After a resting day and a half at Isabellas mums house we were on our way to our most South destination yet: Key West, which brings me to the present, which i||05/10/2006|
|Flat Knows Flats - On our way to Florida! And what a sunny day for a flat tire 45 minutes out of Kalamazoo Luckily Im not only a demolition expert, a Bachelor of Arts, and lethal maker of salsa (say salza to get it right), but I am also a whiz with flats. So with the a||05/08/2006|