Today was the highlight of my career. I played a Huggy Bear Quick Stop.
The show was set up behind the gas station/truck stop/motel on a pretty crummy lot. There was grass where the tent was, but there were puddles of water everywhere and the ground was incredibly soft.
It poured down rain at some point this morning and then for the rest of the day it was sometimes sunny, sometimes cloudy, and sometimes sprinkling rain.
We had a small crowd for the first show; in fact the whole first show made me question why I do what I do.
The crowd for the second show was much better, which put me in a good mood. Well, that is until Intermission. There was a group of kids, led by a little porker, that would not leave us alone. When I went to leave to get ready for the sink gag, the fat kid grabbed me by the suspenders and pulled hard, almost ripping them off my overalls.
I spun around and grabbed his arm, digging my fingers into his flab. I dropped character and stared him in the eyes while saying in a cold voice, "Let go of my costume, now."
He started freaking out and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
I hated to have to do that in front of so many people, but enough is enough. I can't stand parents who just let their kids run wild and harass us. Next time there is a group of kids like that, I am just going to remove myself from the situation and go backstage.
While I was in the Alley changing for the sink gag, I noticed some ominous storm clouds rolling towards us.
For a few minutes I thought they were going to blow over us with no problem, but the heavens opened up and it poured like there was no tomorrow! There was lightning and rain blowing everywhere (including into the Alley); it was quite exciting.
I was getting ready to run to the backstage and get rid of the tarp for the sink gag when I saw one of the goofs running out into the rain wrapped in it.
Right before we made our entrance for the sink gag, the downpour stopped. Everything was calm after that.
After we were done with the gag, we were packing up our props when we noticed our tarp lying in the mud. The freaking goof that ran off wearing it didn't bother putting it back neatly, he just tossed it on the ground.
Needless to say, Ryan and I were in a bad mood for the rest of the show and all through tear down.
The past couple of days have been a real pain; I'm hoping we get some nice days, and SOON!
May 8-Decatur, IN May 9-Dunkirk, IN May 10-Day Off!