April 2008 Archives

The Sexy Show (sexy friends!) show was a totally awesome experience.  It was fun to run a show for more than one day, with a group of people PI who have their stuff together in terms of knowing how to work together.  We were able to work in transitions that tied the show together and gave the piece that the F-Bomb and I did a little more heft.  Our workout act (which used to be called the fat kid act) started as a memory I had of working out with my Dad in the basement of our old house on Ione Lane in the Lou.  We could not have been more than six years old, but h would lift weight and we would "help" while we listened to eye of the tiger over and over again.  We thought we would do this whole dance thing with a fat kid and his dad, but instead turned it into a slapstick number that moves fast and can be used for auditions (read: under two minutes when we book it).  By adding the transition moments we were able to actually get a better feel for the characters and play with them much more.  
Woot!

Performances one three nights only in Downtown San Francisco. If you could see me right now I am showing you my nipples.

 

Clown school can be real exciting some days.  On Friday we made life casts.  If all went well I will soon be able to create even more pronounced brows and noses for my characters.  The highlight of making life casts though is when you get to spread personal lube all over your face so that the algenate won't pull out your monobrow.  

 Some people were freakier than others.

 

Lorenzo:

and the Ninerz (Neen-erz):

came to visit last weekend.  Lorenzo was checking out the circus scene on the west coast and the Ninerz served to broadcast their entire stay via facebook.  When we were not at the Circus Center working out, or performing at a benefit for Clowns Without Borders.  We had an opportunity to play in the sun.  

Lorenzo acting like a movie star.  That is the F-Bomb in the background.  She was rechristened Heigel, the fat german girl for reasons that will forever remain unclear.

 

There is a windmill on the west end of Golden Gate Park.  Crows wait there to peck out your eyes.

 

There are tulips too.

 

The reason that I love the F-Bomb so is that she can be stunningly beautiful one moment.

 and incredible doofy the next.

 

The F-bomb hates it but I have hundreds of pictures just like this one of her.  

 

 

 I am working on a new act.  It is going to be incredible.  I will be a Hula Hooping God!

And here is the big finish:

Today is the birthday of one awesome clown:

A great way to waste a few hours.

If you are Sunset Hills:

As the F-Bomb and I start to make our way into the world armed with our newly gained knowledge of the business the question has arisen, what in the heck should we call ourselves? The F-Bomb actually suggested I put it here because in her words, "isn't that what all that blog crap is for anyway?" So I thought I would try a little survey. What should we call ourselves:

-The Flying HunzekerHeseds (with accompanying logo)

-The Flying Hunzekers

-The Flying Heseds

-The Flying Sparkles-Chow

-The Flying Mayor Daleys

-The Hesed Family Clowns (more likely but less accurate)

-The Hunzeker Family Clowns (more accurate but harder to spell)

-The Tangerines

-Ditch the whole name thing and come up with something better.

Feel free to let us know in the comments, or email me here