SuperDogs....
Here's my current gig...
Hopefully this link works. Because it's really the only way to describe the show. Tens of Dogs running Helter Skelter 24/ 7 for 16 days in a row. Three shows a day, no stopping. No time for paying bills, doing laundry. Just tens of dogs and thousands of familes and kids cheering screaming and petting dogs. While munching down copious amounts of fatty fair food.
It's amazing what people will actually pay tickets for. I mean, dogs jumping over PVC pipe. Running through plastic tubes. Catching Frisbees?... this is entertainment?
To some people I guess. There stuck in the middle of thousands of cheering Superdog fan I'll admit it's hard not to get caught up in the cheering insanity. And I'll admit I love all the cute dogs. And thw little kids who come down out of the stands, after every show to pet the dogs. And the trainers, they clearly love their animals. In the same obsessive way that I love theatre. So, I find myself getting them but not.
It's all the fair people I can't stand, so far, after half the fair is over. All the zombie Suburbia families on their last summer vacation jaunt. Wandering to and fro. With no real central purpose. Working around them, during the fair. it's like dodging a huge scattered field, full of neon orange parking pylons. That you can't hit for fear of getting demerits. It's very frustrating... I'm trying to take it all in stride. Be Zen about it all. but, it's not working. I need a really loud, rock show desperately.
Here's my current gig...
Hopefully this link works. Because it's really the only way to describe the show. Tens of Dogs running Helter Skelter 24/ 7 for 16 days in a row. Three shows a day, no stopping. No time for paying bills, doing laundry. Just tens of dogs and thousands of familes and kids cheering screaming and petting dogs. While munching down copious amounts of fatty fair food.
It's amazing what people will actually pay tickets for. I mean, dogs jumping over PVC pipe. Running through plastic tubes. Catching Frisbees?... this is entertainment?
To some people I guess. There stuck in the middle of thousands of cheering Superdog fan I'll admit it's hard not to get caught up in the cheering insanity. And I'll admit I love all the cute dogs. And thw little kids who come down out of the stands, after every show to pet the dogs. And the trainers, they clearly love their animals. In the same obsessive way that I love theatre. So, I find myself getting them but not.
It's all the fair people I can't stand, so far, after half the fair is over. All the zombie Suburbia families on their last summer vacation jaunt. Wandering to and fro. With no real central purpose. Working around them, during the fair. it's like dodging a huge scattered field, full of neon orange parking pylons. That you can't hit for fear of getting demerits. It's very frustrating... I'm trying to take it all in stride. Be Zen about it all. but, it's not working. I need a really loud, rock show desperately.
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The first sentence would read, "My name is Dean and this is my story.". Kinda simple.