The world is full of...

I had a bunch of ideas on how to catch up. But we all know how things in my head go. Like literally. The just Go. Can't remember a bit of it.

So you'll have to settle for more of an update of the last few days. Don't worry. It's still pretty funny.

Friday was Macili's birthday party. The kids were pretty easily entertained, and entertaining for us to watch. Have them all get in swim suits and then hand the 1yr old the hose. haha. They pretty much had a sports course in the back yard. The evening is where it really got interesting though....

Peter didn't want to go see this "girly" show so Karen invited me along. The show we went to see was called YMA. I had seen a billboard or 10 around town, and I was thinking it didn't really seem like a kids show. Boy was that an understatement.




Opening curtain had a lady in a red mermaid dress coming down out of the ceiling and the mood was very "moulin rouge". They even did the remade version of Lady Marmalade at one point. Anyway the woMAN (I seriously think it was a guy in drag) came down and sang as all the men did pelvic thrusts and danced around her on stage. A few numbers later it had progressed to a big pink bed rolling out on stage and a woman lying on it with hands coming out of different holes on the bed...and eventually more men on stage in something like tighty whities while she sang about just wanting their muscles on her. I was thinking, Karen must have known this, it can't possibly get any worse. I looked at the 3 girls next to me, one of which was Macili, and they were giggling and pointing and the people behind me were burning holes into my skull. Can't get any worse....

Wrong.

Next the woMAN comes back out to say hey! maybe we aren't a crowed full of men wanting see scantily clad women being fondled, but not to worry...
Then, true to her words, a dozen or so six packs came out dancing and thrusting around on stage in very tiny shorts and shirts. Then they took of the shirts. The crowed cheered. Then they went into these clear glass "showers" and took of their shorts. I only had two hands and six pairs of eyes next to me... There is no way this could get worse...

Wrong again.

A man comes out juggling fire. Disappears. Out come a bunch of men with tribal paint on and not much else. They begin dancing and lo and behold a woman is lowered down from the rafters in a string. By string I mean that is what she was wearing. So here is this woman dancing around tits flapping on stage. And I'm thinking. Oh crap. I really hope this doesn't get any worse.

Just then they finished and the lights came on for intermission. After the people cleared Karen came up with the rest of the group to where we were and the look on her face (and mouthing some words that looked a lot like what I was just thinking) and we started talking as we walked up the stairs. Should we leave?

We ended up finding someone and asking if it was going to get any more...less...clothed. We were told the second half would be less scandalous. It proved to be easier to handle. They had people doing some acrobats and tricks with wires and such. The girls loved the whole thing, but I could feel the eyes of the audience boring in on me during intermission. And I didn't blame them. I would have thought the same.


Anyway. I'm in a new apartment, so I went back to there (after getting lost on the way) and crashed out that night. The apartment is pretty good. It's almost in the center of the city, in a lively area with lots of shops and stuff around. I have nothing but cereal in the fridge. It feels like home.

One month till my birthday. Then 6 weeks after that is vacation time! Belgium, Ireland and Scotland!!

Then back to Texas.

I had a really fun little tour of some of Potsdam, and I have a few photos, but I'll make another post with them.