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We really did a good show last night. The funny thing about it is that we have been doing the show now for quite sometime and now has shank in our bodies, in our minds, in our hearts.

At the beginning of the day I thought, I am not sure if this is going to be good because we have not done the show for almost ten days and our minds have been occupied in other matters, aka Grizzly Tales, the menthologist and life that many times gets far too complicated.

I did not dare to say it because you can easily be accused of being a softy and this is a really tough gang of people. In any case I went to do the show like a real flan and this is something that we all shared. And then once we were in the middle of the performance we were flying.

The theatre is really nice and we were having a very good time because it is new and everything looks good and there were many more people that we thought we were going to have at first. So that helped to make us fell good.

It is amazingly fascinating and very good fun to discover all these things while you do you theatre piece.

It is one of the traps of being an actor to loose you amount of surprises every time you performance. Many teachers will tell that to act is to react and to live naturally the surprises that the play gives you. So when I am doing the show it is great to be as stupid as we are because we genuinely forget what are next so we do not really need to act.

Well, maybe it is the Alzheimer or perhaps it is more the fact that we have become very good at forgetting what it is do a show and every time we do it we are just as bad and as stupid as the first time we ever did it.

So I think the audience had a very good time. Lucy was in the audience and I have not spoke with her yet about the show because she was busy with her friends but I think everybody enjoyed the show so hopefully we will have another gig here in a couple of years.

She is looking at me. She is coming with the catering little trolley and she was looking at my eyes. I clocked her and then she moved her eye line somewhere else. So now I am sure that she is looking at me.

I do not want to be vane because I am not or at least I am not vain to that point. I like to look good but I don’t. Well, there is a moment when I am wearing some hat so my face look a little bit slimmer than the big loaf of bread that I have as a face at the moment.

Well, she is looking at me and I am not even wearing my hat.

I do have a soft spot for airhostesses. I am a child of the seventies so at that time those women were the representation of coolness and hotness. I have had time where I have gone to the airports just to look to the pretty girls in their uniforms.

I specially used to enjoy the Zurich airport. They have all the main carriers so the costumes of the airhostess are very expensive and the girls are tall and pretty.

I am flying with Vueling and that is a cheap airline of Spain so the uniforms are really ugly and cheap. The airhostess is really thing and really pretty in a weird way. I would have never dream that she will pay attention to me. May be it is because like money calls to money love calls to love. I am very much in love with my wife at the moment so probably she can smell it.

I am not going to look and then I am going to surprise her and look to see what she does.

Now¡¡¡

Oh¡, she is not looking anymore. She has turned around and now she is going with the catering trolley to the other side of the plane. I am sure she was looking or perhaps everything was just a dream?

The title is not really fair or better said making justice to what I am trying to say. I am in the airport waiting for my plain to leave to Amsterdam. The plane is on time it is I that I am far too early so I have bought my paper and I am reading it. I have started to read the paper as I always do from the back. It is very nice to look at the paper while you pour the sugar into your café. It is more normal for me to see the front and then I turn the paper around and because I am normally still very interested in it I read everything that I see.

Today there is an article of Rosa Montero. It is at the top of the page and I have read it. It is the first thing I have read of the paper this morning.

In the article she talks about the amazingly fantastic peaceful revolutions that have swept the Arab and North African countries. They are fantastic because democracy or better the bad guys have been force to leave in a pacific way.

She said that the thing that she like the most about it is that there is an amazing group of women in the front line of those revolutions. I do not know if this is completely true but what I know is what I have seen in the news. I have seen lots of women fighting their corrupted governments.

And Rosa carries on mentioning that there are places like Mexico where women are putting themselves in danger to preserve peace and decent living between people and then just at the end she mention two names Yirgalem Fisseha an journalist from Eritrea that has been put in prison for saying the truth and Agnes Nikusi who runs a newspaper in Rwanda and is interested in making sure that the citizens of her country always know what is going on.

So at the end of the article Rosa Montero says to all the reader, I am one of them that everyone that have living conditions better than them should make sure that everyone knows what is going on with these anonymous heroes. So there it goes.

Jonathan Frazen is an American writer that apparently has written the quintessential American novel of the XXI century. It is curious because I am sure it is true but any kind of genius now a days is always surrounded and there fore under suspicion by an incredible amount of propaganda. I need to use this word because it has connotations from the old communist regime.

In a way everyday we fell or I fell there are less options or something like if you accept everything that read or that you hear on TV, radio, cinema or papers you are not going to have an objective view of reality because they do not seem anymore to give just information. It is clearer to me that all those media things do not inform you so then you decide what your thoughts are but they just tell you what do you have to think.

Another things that strike me lately are the amount of information that we get all the time from everywhere. For example this morning I listen to the radio and they say that all regions of Spain are in different degrees of alert because the weather. Those degrees of alert will be switching from red to yellow or orange as the day passes and in a way there was a time where we would hear the day before that there is a prediction about tomorrow’s weather but it was just a prediction so almost impossible to know and today they have told us almost at what time is going to raining and the speed of the wind after the storm. It happens the same thing with all the news and there is not mystery anymore or even a sense of everyday is a new adventure.
Do I sound like a very old man?

I really do not know exactly what is going on here but I have just found out that I am in a train to Amsterdam that is full of women going to a ride. I have been told by a very cheerful woman with her daughter sitting in front of me when I asked her if she knew the train I was in was going to the airport.

She was really pleased to inform me that every year women from all of Holland will gather in Amsterdam to do a riot? Or a ride? I do not know, I understood something of a gathering.

I have to say that I did not noticed it at first probably because I was just concentrated in making sure I was in the right train to the airport and also I was trying to fight the horrible cold in the outside.

Petra took me to the train station and I had to wait for ten minutes to my train and in just that little time I got completely cold. It was the wind. It was so cold that even just going behind a wall it was a pleasant refugee.

Then I looked around me and I was almost the only male in the entire wagon. I said almost because I had found the only empty sit next to a man reading a tourist guide of Ghana. I do not know why is this important but in some of the mystery book I read sometimes are these kinds of details what make the entire book to turn around.

I had to speak a couple of more time with the lady in front of me and she told me in  a quite precarious way that they were going to have a very good time. It is once every year so … I believe the lady sitting next to her was her daughter and they have two friends sited on the sits next to them.

The all left the train before me and it was a glorious view all those women filling the station up.

I hope you don’t take these words as the words of a macho man that just sees tits and cunt in women because this is further away from my intention. In fact I love the idea of women conquering the world and becoming leaders of everything. I am sure we will have a more sensitive world and perhaps a prettier one.

We are done. We have finished the tour. We have finished the first leg of the tour. We have done gigs in Belgium and Holland and with a very brief break we will putting the cherry on the cake by the doing what it may be last performance of Moby Dick ever at the De la Mar theatre in Amsterdam next week.

I would say that especially this last week has gone like a breath of light air. We have gone through it so fast that I do not even realised that it has finished and tomorrow I will be going back home.

I think it is due to the fact that Jamie was here and we have been working the whole day non-stop from morning to night and that has made that whole thing gone like donut in the school break.

We are about to have a fantastic treatment for what it would be hopefully in the future a fantastic horror show for kids based in the fantastic stories of “Grizzly Tales.”

I would never have thought that I was going to do any show for kids but working about it and on it with Jamie and the gang I kind of got seduced by it. I think there is a nice show for all people alike.

Sorry, I am aware that some of the words and metaphors I am using now are not the most appropriate. I am sure you do not use them in that kind of context and you probably do not use them that way and probably they do not mean something that has something to do with that. But I believe that one of the principles of writing is experimentation, not as concept for modern art or cooking but as experience so that is the reason why I use them there.

Stephan is leaving tonight and Petra, Toby and me will stay behind working in a mentalist number that we have prepared and that they will be doing at the Cabaret Night of the De La Mar theatre on Saturday. So if you are around go and see them. I will be far away in Bilbao.

We just saw the show of Palazzo in Amsterdam. I think that over all we had a great time. They really treated us very well. They were all very nice people and they invited us and they made us fell like royalty as Amy G said.

The thing is that I do not really like very much the set up. You see a show and eat a meal and talk to friends at the same time. I love eating a meal, I love seeing a show, and I love speaking to friends but not the three things at the same time. I like to do them one after the other.

So I am going to talk about the friends first, Jos was there, he was the director of the show but it seems as if the show have left him and become something that he did not expected. He is such a nice man. Then Rick Sprout, Rick Gessner, Paul, Ana, Patrick, Bart, and many more people from the time we worked in Amsterdam palazzo still there. It was really nice to see them. We had friends in the show too, Amy G and Struleman und Shone and Peter Shub that was our friend in Facebook.

And this is when I have to start to talk about the show. Of course this is just my opinion. I think the show was better than the one that we did a couple of years ago but certainly some of the things I did not like at all. I did not like the lack of sensitivity of Amy G while she was performing. I hated the moment where she tells how bad is Peter Shub. I though the acts were really good and I love Peter’s sensitivity. He is a very good performer and I am sure that Amy could have benefited from him if she would not have been so maniac an obsessed with being funny.

Of course Struleman und Shune were amazing and funnily enough it was the first time I ever saw them because I was always performing.

They had a brilliant act with three acrobats doing slapstick and silly things that was very good.
We did laugh a lot with the last act of the show when a woman dress with a very tight costume did an act in a water glass. We immediately thought of Moby Dick.  And the band was really good and what is the most important the audience seemed to enjoy.

Now the food; I thought the food started really well and went down the drain. The starters were so fine and so delicious and then we got this salmon with celery that was pretty good. Then we had this croquette with mushrooms risotto that I thought it was poor. It had lots of taste but was poor. And then the main course was so boring, the meat was good but the garnish was extremely boring. The desert in Petra’s words was as if they have gone to the supermarket and bought the brownie and the ice cream. So over all the night was poor but of course it is a little bit when you buy an appliance combi, you get two in one, washing machine and drier but no one of them is very good.

The forest is really scary is full of trees and behind a tree there is a couple making out. The girls take the boys against the trees so they can have wild sex. I imagine that they are tired of always being the ones being against the rough surface of the tree and getting their back completely scratched. So this time are them the ones that are taken their partners against the trees and having them. The girls are licking their partners all over, from the top of their heads to the tip of their toes.

The couples are not naked yet. They are getting undress as they make out. I can see ten trees and I can see ten couples going at it in a very sensual manner. The girls are much taller than the boys so that create a estrange image. They have long legs meanwhile the boys have short footballers legs. It fells as if the local girls volleyball team has hooked up with the local football team to have an orgy in the forest. And they have decided to be next to our camp where we are staying for four weeks and our partners are really far away. The only thing that we can do is just watch.

I know we could just pretend that is not happening and close the curtains or even go back into our cosy bungalows but that is not going to happen. I have never seen an orgy or being in an orgy so this is my opportunity.

The boys are trying to take control but they have done the wrongest move. They have tried to get away from the trees and the girls have gathered then in the middle of a clear spot in between some trees. They look like a bunch of young goats in a Viking party. The girls are teasing them while they get undress. They are all really hot, with perky breast and hairless vaginas. Their legs are the things that are really turning me on. I have a soft spot for the Dutch long legs that are the result of many years cycling.

One of the girls has jumped into the group of men and it looks as if she is going to eat all of them by herself. It is funny the men are not trying to escape or to do anything to change the situation. I completely understand. It is better like that. Now the entire group of girls have jumped over the men and they all are grabbing their pennies and there is not one vagyne empty. They all are thrusting their men instead of the men thrusting the girls. It is like a big porn movie.

Some of the men have come already by watching what is happening around them and they lay existed on the floor. The girls that are not satisfied are getting into a lesbian action that is making the first satisfied men to get huge erections one more time.

I must leave now because everything is happening so fast that I am scare that I might end up in the middle of the Orgy. NO¡¡¡ I am going inn.

What is happening?

Why are you all leaving suddenly?

No wait, WAIT¡¡¡

I am alone in the middle of the forest.

Was I dreaming?

Hold your horses¡¡¡ people¡¡¡

I am not talking about grabbing a little one and make him explode like a Christmas firework.  The point of the entire experiment has to do with how do you make on the stage in a credible fashion a kind to blow off. How?

I think that probably the best way would be to change a real kid for an inflatable one and blow the balloon. Another option could be to just have a puppet and then stuffed it with things until it blows off.

The entire purpose of the exercise is to try to portrait the story of Jamie in the most terrible way.
In the story the kids it so much junk food all the time that one day a new dinner lady is sent to take care of his food habits. She gives the kid, it has a name but I do not remember, eats junk food all the time and the dinner lady give him the most horrible fatty food in the world. He never says no. He put all the food inside his stomach and he eats so much shit that starts to grow and grow until he cannot even think or fell anything. Then the dinner lady that is a witch has put a remote control in his stomach and while he is sleeping he gets lead to an island where he gets feed so much food that he ended up exploding in a cookery show and the pieces of his body become “chicken nuggets.”

I would love to do that. I would love to blow a kid and then make “chicken nuggets” immediately after and give them to the kids in the break.

For me the most important thing would be to make it really realistic so the kids will really freak out when they see the story.

It could also be possible to do it with shadows but that would not be so interesting.
Another way of doing it while respecting the reality of the story would be by using a Sumo wrestler inflatable costume and then literally blow the whole thing off. The problem then would be how to create the pieces and make the “chicken nuggets” there.

We will have to find a way and I am thinking that perhaps Robert Thirtle would be a very good person to have around to give us ideas of how to do that.

So if you can think of something please do send the ideas to us so we can try them. I promise we will credit you in the show.

In a world where things are not what they seems like Tony and Betty practice the old art of entertainment. They come from another time where audiences would be looking for a little bit of good heart entertainment, where tragedies and jollies will mix in the same pot that provides live on the stage.

Betty Flame was never an artist. She was more a gymnast but when she met Tony he told her all about the world of performance and for her was like discovering the true religion, the true God. Now she believes and do not see any of the hard ways that the life of an artist of stage brings. Tony tries to protect her from the bad and hard events that playing in different venues so she can keep alive and happy being herself and her wonder enthusiasm.

And while I am sitting in my chair watching this two characters while they do their little act I can stop thinking in two things:

One, that it is very difficult to make a good number on the stage. Because almost everything has already been done and unless you are yourself without any trace of acting and you manage to show your happiness and fun you will always be original.

Second: this one is a little bit more personal. I am starting to fell tired. I need to see people. It is not tired as I am tired like physically tired, I am tired like that too but the one that really worries me is the one that is in the heart and in the mind at the same time. My wife tells me it is called to be bored. I get tired, I say. It sounds better and in fact it describes in a much better way exactly how I fell. To be bored is similar to tired but it is not the same especially because I have some negative connotations. And I am excited about everything that I am doing and I am excited about the future and about everything that it is happening about me and the entire stimulus of things is killing my brain.
I fell as if I need to go for a week to a desert island where I would lay in the sand and read books and whenever I want to touch my wife I just have to stretch my arm and it will be achieved.

I fell that if I do that I will fell very well after that. I will fell like that flowers that we got the other day at the end of the show in Enschede. We took them back home and we put them in a nice base and after one day in the house they need a little bit of time out. So Petra advised by Mooky took the flowers outside to cares by the cold weather so they will remember that once they were alive.