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chickenfeet) wrote2005-10-30 06:23 am
chickenfeet) wrote2005-10-30 06:23 am
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Rugby and Lunacy Cabaret
So yesterday was the last scheduled game of the rugby season. As always on finals day there were two games scheduled but it resolved into one. I decided to play despite worries about my back which was probably a mistake because"worries about my back" undid me. The back didn't actually cause me any real problems but worrying about it caused me to play in a very half-hearted manner so I pulled myself out of the game at the half. Not really a great end to the season.
The afternoon was spent eating and napping in preparation for going out in the evening for last night was Lunacy Cabaret, a circus and clowning show of an essentially adult nature. Some really good individual acts were rather spoiled by a linking quasi-MC act that featured a female(?) dressed as a man in loud plaid. Some people really need to learn that saying "fuck" and "losers" a lot in a whiny working class accent and making a lot of high energy obscene gestures gets pretty lame pretty fast.
High points included a guy who did amazing things with what looked like a fan but was actually one of those folded paper things that will assume a plethora of shapes, a guy who did an act as "The Crow" on straps and a woman clown who sacrificed her boobs and heart to a Barbie shrine.
It being Halloweenish a lot of people had dressed up. I hadn't but, since Dave McKay (my evil clown doppelganger) was in the show, if anyone asked I claimed to have come as Dave McKay. It seemed to work.
The afternoon was spent eating and napping in preparation for going out in the evening for last night was Lunacy Cabaret, a circus and clowning show of an essentially adult nature. Some really good individual acts were rather spoiled by a linking quasi-MC act that featured a female(?) dressed as a man in loud plaid. Some people really need to learn that saying "fuck" and "losers" a lot in a whiny working class accent and making a lot of high energy obscene gestures gets pretty lame pretty fast.
High points included a guy who did amazing things with what looked like a fan but was actually one of those folded paper things that will assume a plethora of shapes, a guy who did an act as "The Crow" on straps and a woman clown who sacrificed her boobs and heart to a Barbie shrine.
It being Halloweenish a lot of people had dressed up. I hadn't but, since Dave McKay (my evil clown doppelganger) was in the show, if anyone asked I claimed to have come as Dave McKay. It seemed to work.