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xiphiasYesterday, Lis pointed out to me that a big circus tent was set up on the Topsfield Fairgrounds, right on the route to and from Lis's work. I bounced up and down and said, "Circuscircuscircuscircus!!!!"
Tonight, I went to the circus! Lis stayed home because she doesn't like circuses as much as I do, and she DOES like having the occasional evening where she can work on her computer without me annoying her and stuff.
So, let me tell you about the circus!
Okay, first, if I had it all to do over, I wouldn't have spent $2 on caramel corn, and would have spent it on upgrading from the $15 obstructed view seats to the $17 normal seats. And the clowns, on the whole, weren't that good.
I have very high expectations for clowns. I'm generally disappointed.
Anyway:
They had acrobats, and contortionist/balancers, and trapeze artists, and a magician/quick change artist (magic part was lame, quick-change stuff was NEAT -- throw a curtain around yourself for a second, and you're in a new costume! Nifty!), and TRAINED KITTY CATS (felis domestis walking on little tiny tightropes and jumping through hoops and stuff like that) and they shot a woman out of a canon, and it was just generally cool.
I like circuses.
When I was in high school, I wanted to become a clown, a professional wrestler, and/or a stuntman. I studied physical comedy and slapstick. I really wanted to be a Buster Keaton/Harold Lloyd type. My parents talked me out of it. I should have pursued it anyway.
'Cause I would have been a much better clown than most clowns out of there.
Tonight, I went to the circus! Lis stayed home because she doesn't like circuses as much as I do, and she DOES like having the occasional evening where she can work on her computer without me annoying her and stuff.
So, let me tell you about the circus!
Okay, first, if I had it all to do over, I wouldn't have spent $2 on caramel corn, and would have spent it on upgrading from the $15 obstructed view seats to the $17 normal seats. And the clowns, on the whole, weren't that good.
I have very high expectations for clowns. I'm generally disappointed.
Anyway:
They had acrobats, and contortionist/balancers, and trapeze artists, and a magician/quick change artist (magic part was lame, quick-change stuff was NEAT -- throw a curtain around yourself for a second, and you're in a new costume! Nifty!), and TRAINED KITTY CATS (felis domestis walking on little tiny tightropes and jumping through hoops and stuff like that) and they shot a woman out of a canon, and it was just generally cool.
I like circuses.
When I was in high school, I wanted to become a clown, a professional wrestler, and/or a stuntman. I studied physical comedy and slapstick. I really wanted to be a Buster Keaton/Harold Lloyd type. My parents talked me out of it. I should have pursued it anyway.
'Cause I would have been a much better clown than most clowns out of there.