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I got tickets to the dress-rehearsal of Kooza last night in Philadelphia. Working for the Cirque du Soleil has perks. And WOE!
This is one insane Cirque show. The story is simple or so I think anyway. An Innocent receives a package out of which The Trickster escapes like a jack in the box. That alone [...]

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I don’t like showing pictures of myself but this time I’ll make an exception since this is just to fucked up not to share.
Look at this picture…

You know something freaky is about to happen.
Hey wait what is my tour director doing?

No! No! No BDSM at work, no worries
Ohh look

WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Unfortunately I couldn’t play long because the [...]

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Going for 2 weeks, first stop is Des Moines Iowa. What the hell is in Des Moines? I have no clue. But I’ll be busy training the new guy who will be replacing me on Saltimbanco before I leave for Kooza. The arena of the week is the Wells Fargo Arena which seems to be [...]

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To fully depict how pretty and fun this town is. Though it has this appallingly poor area that I was discouraged to go into unless I just wanted to get dismembered. But this time around I found this treasure I was never told about. San Antonio has this Riverwalk that gives it this air of [...]

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Well seems some folk want to know what I like about traveling following my rant, this could be complicated.
While y’all where being buried in snow during the Winter Apocalypse I stepped outside and literally saw tumbleweeds tumbling down the dusty roads of Laredo Texas as I whistled the music from The Good, The Bad [...]

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A few remaining trips with Saltimbanco until I shift over to Kooza. This week I’m going to Omaha, Nebraska. If time permits I’ll get to meet Andy, old Unreal Tournament skirmishing buddy and now Camera Buff from CBGB Flickr Group.
So this week I’m hiding out at the Doubletree Hotel on Dodge street and working and [...]

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Once again while at work on Cirque du Soleil’s Saltimbanco, I was loged in a classy hotel where I was eating some expensive food, living in the lap of luxury in Shreveport, Louisiana. A rich gambling town, sort of a mini-Vegas with ambitions of opulence and decadence. Not 200 feet from my hotel was abject [...]

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