Ah yes, the Renaissance Festival.

Two weeks ago, I went out at the request of my former Puppet Troupe compatriots, and we had an "old school, kick your ass puppet shift". Butch, George, Eric and I ran around for almost an hour in ye olde body puppets. It was an inordinate amount of fun.

Butch pulled out the Drunken King, a bit which has been known to cripple me with laughter. Butch & George also did the bit where the King is presenting Shirley the Jester's jokes, and then explaining them... my favorite exchange is this:

Shirley: "Knock, Knock."

Patron: "Who's There?"

Shirley: "Chinese interrupting cow. "

Patron: "Chinese interr..."

Shirley: "MAO!"

King: "You see, Chairman Mao, of China, is outside your door, AND HE'S A COW!!!"

I had a good time with some of my old bits as well. I have always liked just playing with the physicality of the puppets. I mean, as Butch says, you're 11 feet tall! It's amazing how funny it is just to see someone in a puppet just swinging their arms while they walk... I usually try and find a way to lay down..... after all, the Wizard is OLD.

The two subsequent weekends have been less eventful. We've been trying to get some of the multitude of house projects under control. One of said projects is an outdoorsy activity, and the weather has not really been cooperating. AT ALL.