Rain and juggling..
The second weekend juggling at Great America went very well. Our show runs much more smoothly, we know where we’re supposed to be and when.. Weird people keep saying weird things, though. One kid asked me if I was supposed to be Elvis. Wearing a black trench coat, skull shirt, and my hair in a two foot long french braid, I did not expect that question. A rocker girl later said my trench coat would be cool if it didn’t have the flannel lining. I just don’t understand…
This past Saturday featured heavy rains all day, all accross Chicago. A mall near the homes of the other two jugglers had its skylight ceiling over the food court collapse. Despite the weather, the Jugglers of Death performed throughout the day. It was great…only the hardcore people visit Six Flags in the rain. We would start a show with two people watching from a covered food area far away, and finish the show with a screaming crowd of 20 packed around the stage. The feeling of pressure from doing a “big” show was gone, and instead we hung out and joked with the audience while doing our show.. A great time, but I still hope the weather is nicer next weekend.
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