When we arrived at the lot this morning, everybody was lined up waiting to be parked. As soon as I pulled into line I saw Mr. North, Chris, and Tavo jump in a truck with the sponsor and take off to find a new lot.
One truck and trailer had been pulled onto the muddy ground by a tractor, but everybody else was on the winding road leading to the very uneven lot.
We just sat for an hour and a half before a new lot was found. The next step was having everyone turn around and head to the new location (not an easy feat with the narrow road we were dealing with).
Our new lot was a dairy farm at the end of a long, dirt road. It was a very remote location to say the least.
We had average sized crowds for the show; I was surprised how many people showed up considering a)our "middle of nowhere" lot and b)the fact that the town only had a population of 650.
During the first Intermission, Ryan was subjected to the incoherent ramblings of a mountain man with a long white beard and equally long gray hair. The man lectured Ryan on his stint in the military and his promiscuous sexual exploits, with every story followed by a bone chilling and raucous bray of laughter.
They all come here....they all find us....
The Red Unit of Ringling is in St. Louis this week, and four of the clowns: Joy, Book, Randy, and Trish, drove 2 1/2 hours to come see our second show.
Unfortunately they got lost and didn't show up until Intermission. I was glad they at least were able to see the sink gag; it is always nice to have people to perform for.
It started raining after the show, but that didn't stop us from having a great time at the BBQ with the Red Show clowns and Mr. North in attendance. That's how we get down!
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