I have decided, since my hiatus at the end of October until now, that I may continue to keep up this blog. There are too many funny happenings each week with these kids and this job not to record them somewhere.
Since being back after Christmas, we have encountered massive amounts of snow. This is no real surprise to me, as we are in Montana and it is winter. While our tour theme from the summer was "we'll do it tomorrow", fall was "why don't we go up here and turn around" and winter is "how many times will addie get stuck in the snow".
Thus far:
Snow-2
Addie-0
Keep in mind, this happened in the same week, in a borrowed car and less than 50 feet from one another. Both times requiring a truck to pull the car out. If there has ever been a clear sign from the gods that I should retire my driver's license and get a metro pass, this was it.
The last two weeks we have been in smallllll towns. Like, small enough that the only way they are still populated has to be from inbreeding, which probably accounts for most of the lack of tact, respect, intelligence and hygiene for most of the people here. However, I can't lump all small towns comprised of cousins together- the first, the kids came around and had a pretty awesome show, and were actually really pretty good over all, aside from the fact that they didn't find me hilarious which is just absurd. The second, though was another story. Dave and I have not seen so many tears in the other 22 weeks on the road that we did this week. Probably because the kids are so bored all they have to do is make fun of each other. During our audition some kid screamed "GO WHITE!" We performed in a church of Christ, with a baptismal hot tub and no space for our set, and a piano player who didn't know a tempo is supposed to be consistent. While doing the make up for a latino boy (whose make up for his character has a brown face) the little girls watching commented "he already is that color" and "no, now he looks like a black dude"...The kids didn't give an eff about us, they were rude, talkative and infuriating. The chameleons (5-7 year olds) thought they were rebels and refused to learn while I was teaching them, nothing like last week though, when Dave said to his group "let's do it one more time!" and the shyest of them all responded with "OH my GOD!" to which he responded by laughing, but they all actually just sat down and demanded snack time in the first 30 minutes.
A few highlights:
I had a really incredible homestay. The family was super cool and the dad was my rescue party both times I was stuck in the snow.
They had a St. Bernard who was baller.
Our piano player said shit in front of the kids.
A little girl said shit instead of shirt when talking to us.
We sold 42 tee shirts.
...We're gone now.
Pray for my sanity, please. It's going to be a long winter.
