I've Been Shanghai'd, I Tell Ya
Greetings and salutations my blogging friends, and thanks for your vigilant chiding of me and my dragging-posting feet. It's not that I don't like writing for you, oh contrair mon frair- it be the complete opposite of that- nothing to write about!
I am now in Shanghai, China having come from three weeks in Guangzhou, the former Canton, which I would describe as the Delaware of Asia. Not much to see or do and, coupled with the fact that we only had 4 shows to perform and a few rehearsals in those 3 weeks, plenty of time to not do it in. Basically, we were in a veritable holding pattern waiting for permission to land in a place where we could actually enjoy ourselves. If it wasn't for the ping-pong table in the hotel, I think I might have gone mad. MAD, I tell you!! Much Gnip-Gnop, some rounds of Mafia(I'll teach you when I get back), a few games of Snooker, and plenty of drinking kept most of us occupied for the extended layoff in lovely Guangzhou or, as it came to be know, Guangblow. OK, so we did find a great Irish pub swarmed with Aussies and a few Yanks called Houlees and I'll admit it, Guinness did help ease the monotony of the biggest little city in China, but one more week there could have been mutinous. Meh.
So, here I sit in Shanghai feeling like I have re-entered civilization where the guys on the street are trying to get me to buy Tiger Beer and watches as opposed to tiger paws and...well,... watches. What is it about my face that says "Hey there, I'm stupid Yankee Joe, buyer of cheap knock-offs, seeker of pirated dvds and all around dufus- please solicit ME! I'll buy it!!" I guess it's the same reason I get hired to play wacky, silly little men on stage. Although, I have always noticed that I am the person people pick to walk in front of when having to cut past a long line of people. Airports, banks, auditions- next time you are with me in those situations, just watch- It'll happen, believe you me.
So, apart from exciting Guangzhou, some sad news to tell. Riley the Rottweiler, who has barked at each and every one of you, only to followed by a wagging stump happy to see you, has left our Earthly realm. The angels have sped her to Doggie Heaven, where puppies feel no pain and every meal is buttered steak, egg yolks and Jumbones, and dessert is made of chocolate, for in Doggie Heaven, pups can enjoy chocolate without fear. Good 'ol Mick will be waiting to meet her there and will look after her once again. She was a good dog and, as sad as it is, I know she is without pain and am thankful for the time she was with us. It saddens me to think that upon my return to the States in lieu of her gruff welcome, will come a solemn silence.
See you at the Rainbow Bridge, Winis.
Steve
I am now in Shanghai, China having come from three weeks in Guangzhou, the former Canton, which I would describe as the Delaware of Asia. Not much to see or do and, coupled with the fact that we only had 4 shows to perform and a few rehearsals in those 3 weeks, plenty of time to not do it in. Basically, we were in a veritable holding pattern waiting for permission to land in a place where we could actually enjoy ourselves. If it wasn't for the ping-pong table in the hotel, I think I might have gone mad. MAD, I tell you!! Much Gnip-Gnop, some rounds of Mafia(I'll teach you when I get back), a few games of Snooker, and plenty of drinking kept most of us occupied for the extended layoff in lovely Guangzhou or, as it came to be know, Guangblow. OK, so we did find a great Irish pub swarmed with Aussies and a few Yanks called Houlees and I'll admit it, Guinness did help ease the monotony of the biggest little city in China, but one more week there could have been mutinous. Meh.
So, here I sit in Shanghai feeling like I have re-entered civilization where the guys on the street are trying to get me to buy Tiger Beer and watches as opposed to tiger paws and...well,... watches. What is it about my face that says "Hey there, I'm stupid Yankee Joe, buyer of cheap knock-offs, seeker of pirated dvds and all around dufus- please solicit ME! I'll buy it!!" I guess it's the same reason I get hired to play wacky, silly little men on stage. Although, I have always noticed that I am the person people pick to walk in front of when having to cut past a long line of people. Airports, banks, auditions- next time you are with me in those situations, just watch- It'll happen, believe you me.
So, apart from exciting Guangzhou, some sad news to tell. Riley the Rottweiler, who has barked at each and every one of you, only to followed by a wagging stump happy to see you, has left our Earthly realm. The angels have sped her to Doggie Heaven, where puppies feel no pain and every meal is buttered steak, egg yolks and Jumbones, and dessert is made of chocolate, for in Doggie Heaven, pups can enjoy chocolate without fear. Good 'ol Mick will be waiting to meet her there and will look after her once again. She was a good dog and, as sad as it is, I know she is without pain and am thankful for the time she was with us. It saddens me to think that upon my return to the States in lieu of her gruff welcome, will come a solemn silence.
See you at the Rainbow Bridge, Winis.
Steve
posted by Gags at 11:07 PM
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