Pie-ing Patch while Designing a Society

May 28, 2010

We arrived at the Fremont Studios for Patch Adam’s birthday party celebration at about 9 PM and found him strolling outside for a break of some sort.  I sprung into action, and he graciously stood still for it while I waived the usual speechifying and simply presented the pie-in-the-face.

Inside, we rocked out until past midnight!

Miss Kate accepted her pie-in-the-face, and reciprocated in kind.

The evening concluded with a twofer and I broke the 300 pied faces mark!


Between Two Clown Worlds

May 16, 2010


Red Nose Brigade at the Lacey Spring Fun Fair, 11:50 AM Saturday

12:20 PM, Bubble Trouble (Tardy!), Jusby & Ronald McDonald (on Segway)

7:30 PM, I don’t know why I wore the cape, but it was the perfect accessory to compliment to the belly dancer.

8 PM, Cheshire does some balloon play

10 PM, Who’s that kid on the runaway wheelchair?!  I pied her two weeks ago!

Miss Kate’s Sacred Clown Troupe: Cheshire, Light Bear, Miss Kate & Jusby

I got a free CD out of the deal.  Check ‘em out at http://revelme.wordpress.com/

Orion got to be in a spiral dance or “pulling dance” as he called it during the closing song of Revel Me!’s set.

We left just as DJ Sweet Elite got started and missed the Erev Rav’s set entirely.  Ridiculous.


Jusby’s Singing Telegram(s)

May 9, 2010

I got a call during lunch on Friday from Jon,  of AmericanSingingTelegrams.com asking if I was available Saturday.  The client was an active duty serviceman serving in Iraq who wanted to wish his mom a happy mother’s day.

The last time Jon called he had been looking for a guy in a gorilla suit, and this time he was asking after Elvis.

“I’ve got a train conductor… secret agent… doctor… uh… “  Why does he keep asking for these redonkulous things!?

Well, it’s because these are what John Q. Public from Anytown, USA wants in a singing telegram, and these are the costumes listed and pictured on their website. >Note the position of ‘CLOWN’

OUR COSTUMES (availabilty varies per region):
.: GORILLA
.: PINK GORILLA
.: CHICKEN
.: BROADWAY TUX/TOP HAT
.: HIT MAN/SOPRANOS
.: GRIM REAPER/FUNERAL MOURNER
.: ELVIS
.: MARILYN
.: SINATRA
.: AUSTIN POWERS
.: FRENCH MAID
.: NAUGHTY NURSE
.: BAG LADY
.: DOCTOR
.: SHOWGIRL
.: MALE BALLERINA
.. (fun drag, tutuguy)
.: DANCING HEART

(valentines, anniversary, love)

.: POLICEMAN
.: COWBOY/GIRL
.: CLOWN
.: BELLY DANCER
.: BIKINIGRAM

We settled on the Tuxedo and Top Hat.  I told him that it was a white tux with tails and had primary color buttons: a clown tux, you know.  As it got closer I started to wonder whether I was even supposed to be a clown.  Then I knew that I couldn’t wear a clown tux, act like a clown, and sing like a clown without wearing a clown nose.

It would dilute my brand to do anything but show up as Jusby… and give the mom her telegram on Jusby stationary… and sing Jusby’s signature song.

So that’s what I did… wearing a tux jacket with shorts… gave her a HUGE bouquet in a vase, a balloon hat, and four helium balloons.   Great gig!

The mom was naturally moved to tears by my customized serenade. The dad puddled up too. Or was it allergies?


Things got weird at work that Monday

October 7, 2009

I’ve been working as a one on one paraeducator for about three years, and there’s a pattern of kids moving on. I worked for a year at Madison Elementary, and the kid moved on. The district reassigned me to McLane Elementary. After a year (and some change) the kid moved on. I spent the summer in Displaced Worker limbo. Then the district told me that a position was opening back at Madison, but I would have to interview for it. Although this was an annoyance because I was not used to simply being assigned a position, I had two aces up my sleeve.

At the conclusion of the interview they asked if I had any questions. I pulled out two letters of recommendation… from two of the interviewers in the room and asked, “Recognize these?”

They called to offer me the position later that afternoon.

I worked in 3rd grade, helping the kid and the others in the classroom or on the playground or in the lunchroom. I already posted the picture of my debut during the assembly. So let’s fast-forward to the 2nd week of school, the Monday after the two trips to Tacoma.

I showed up, but the kid wasn’t there. The special ed. teacher said that he had transferred to Lincoln.

Hmmm. What does that mean for me? It’s still in the Olympia School District, right. Sure enough, HR and Special Services confirmed that my contract means one on one with the student not the school building.

I spent the remainder of the day helping other kids, but drove myself over to Lincoln to get acquainted with the situation: staff, building, schedule, etc. The principal asked if I could start the next day. My philosophy was: I should be two steps ahead of him instead of running to keep up.

Lincoln was, in many ways, just like coming home.  The classroom had a loft (like Orion’s school) and felt dolls.  They work with beeswax and finger knitting.  In fact, many former Waldorf parents and educators are now Lincoln parents and educators.  The physical building reminded me of my old elementary school, Metropolitan Learning Center (MLC) in Portland that I’ve mentioned in previous blogs.  It also had three stories, so there’s lots of stairs to climb each day.  The Lincoln philosophy is similar to MLC’s, Waldorf’s and Evergreen’s.

Then the teacher gave me an outline of the schedule.  “The first recess is from 10:30 until 11, and…” Whoa, Whoa, Whoa! Hold Up!  It’s WHAT?  I had to steady myself.  Did she just say it was a HALF AN HOUR?!  Every other school has 10 whole minutes for recess.  This place is really putting a high value on PLAY!

I attended the first weekly assembly and nearly fell over again.  There’s a parent/ teacher band EACH week.  With drums, cello, guitar, bass, banjo, etc.  Mclane had a piano (with a candeabra)!  Though they often use a CD.  Madison sometimes had a guitar.  But this was a BAND!  A band with a CD out.  With a White Stripes cover song on it!

Check out “We Are Gonna to Be Friends“mp3


Depeche Mode

August 11, 2009

Trish went to Depeche Mode, and all I got were some pictures she took.

Our neighbor’s pregnant partner was feeling too pregnant to go, so Trish got a free ride to Seattle and a ticket in the 24th row of Key Arena!

I first heard Depeche Mode in 1985 when I visited Holland with Oma Selma & Opa Rudy.  A cousin, Duco, gave me a mix tape that had a few DM tracks, including “People are People” and “My Secret Garden”.  I was never the same.

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Sherely, Trish and Aaron.

Note Sherely’s kewl phonebook purse.  [Actually, the 411 button is broken on her cell phone.  okay, okay, she brings it to stand on.]


Other Radio 8 Ball revelations

June 27, 2009

toward the end of its run on KAOS I asked the Radio 8 Ball “What else can I fit on my plate?”

The answer by The Purrs was “The Dreams Our Stuff is made of.”  Then I checked out a book for Orion about the Tooth Fairy. It claimed that dreams came from tooth dust and therefore bad dreams came from sour teeth. The answer then seemed to indicate less emphasis on the plate but more on the teeth, in other words, flossing and brushing more regularly. In other words, finishing the tasks on the metaphorical plate down to the last ‘sugar bug’.

[and, as of last night, Orion has his first loose tooth, so we've got to figure out what the tooth fairy's policy is in this family]

Then, just recently, I called the AM 1150 KKNW Seattle version… thanks to my new Wi-Fi connection I could actually stream it!

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Andras had “Amelie Julac” in the studio and was just finishing a phone reading with actor, Anthony Rapp.  I called and asked if I would find a bi-lingual (Spanish speaking) assistant for my gig on Sunday.

The answer was a song completely sung in FRENCH! “La Joie de Vie”

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Go here to download the podcast>

http://www.radio8ball.com/podcast/radio8ball-1150am-singersongwriter-amelie-julac-amp-actor-anthony-rapp-062409

My interpretation was that I would probably rely on my own language and non-verbal communication skills, and it would be a beautiful thing any way.

Andras suggested that I go out dancing and scout suitable interpreters.

Amelie admitted that she didn’t really speak French.

Then I scouted on-line through my facebook clown/ juggler friends and found that Mish Kochac was available.  Not only did she have some Spanish ability but also Russian, Polish, Arabic and French!

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Festival in the Forest

June 7, 2009

Last August we went down to West Linn for their Festival in the Forest. This year it will be on August 15 & 16th from 10 AM to 6 PM.

I got these pics of Scott “Mag” Hughes of W.E. C.A.R.E Sports doing massive plate spinning.

He’s also

well known as one of the pioneers of the sport of Footbag (hackysack), and holds national and world titles in Footbag competition. In recognition of his efforts in promoting the sport of footbag, Mag was inducted as an inaugural member of the Footbag Hall of Fame in 1997.

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That’s “Mag” in the blue T-shirt.

It was Oma’s first time seeing  Stephanie Schneiderman who performed with Keith Schreiner and James Beaton.  Oma wound up being a big fan and bought all her CDs.


The bright side of catch-22, greep-greep

December 29, 2008

Someone needs this more than Uncle P.

Grumps sent the following e-mail in reference to something completely different, but I will reprint it here for anyone else struggling with a difficult diagnosis and needing a comedy consultation.

Wait a minute. Let me see if I got this straight…

The Doctors found something serious. But not immediately fatal. Right?

So they’re sending you back to where folks are actively shooting and blowing each other up? Right?

For your health?

Is this some sort of joke, by way of Joe Heller? (1)

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Alan Arkin, as played by Yossarian

Are they crazy?

Just what did they recommend you do?

Whistle The Brighter Side of Life? (2)

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Graham Chapman as played by Brian Cohen, as played by Jesus Christ, as played by The Messiah

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Ok ok Here’s a true story. Really. I didn’t make this one up.

When I was a young man – ok a boy – of 12 or 13, I decided that I had had enough of Sunday School and all that religious stuff. Things were pretty grim in the world – Cold War, Berlin Blockade, Korean War, Cuban Missile Crisis. Seemed pretty obvious to me that no reasonable God would allow those sorts of things to go on. Being an aspiring “Man of Science” I concluded that Atheism was the way to go.

Meanwhile, Mom was trying to get me to go to those pseudo catechism classes at St Andrews. I thought that my Wednesday evenings would be better spent experimenting with chemicals in the basement.

So I asked her “What makes you so sure there even is a God?”

She sat and thought about it for couple of minutes.

Then she gave the best argument ever for the existence of a supreme being:

“Because we can laugh.”

Right then and there I had a religious conversion. Yep. That’s how I became an Orthodox Agnostic.

‘Course – now I’m not so sure.

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ok one more story. Maybe a little less grounded in veracity. But partly true..

I was in the hospital recovering from that pulmonary thing and associated cardio vascular stuff. No less than 4 doctors and 3 nurses told me how lucky I was, because if that clot had pushed the “Up” button instead of the “Down” in the arterial elevator I’d have stroked out, instead of just a really, really nasty cramp in my leg.

One doctor told me I should play the lottery, since I was so lucky.

I thought I shouldn’t push my luck.

And then there was a nurse that told me “God must have a special purpose for you.”

I told her that I was still here because “Hell’s all full at the moment, but I’m on the waiting list”

She didn’t find that amusing. I thought it just confirmed Granny’s reasoning.

So I was lazing about in recovery arena, contemplating life’s mystery’s without any clues – when I hear this weird sound: “Greep. Greep. …. Greep. Greep.”

Not much else to do – so I got out of bed and with one hand dragging the IV pole and the other trying to hold my medium sized gown closed behind my XXL behind, and set off to investigate.

Greep. Greep.”

Made my way down the corridors – past several nursing stations – all of whom seemed deaf to the noise: “Greep…..Greep. Greep

Finally followed the audio trail to the cafeteria – which was almost completely empty, being 2:13 in the morning ‘Cept this one tall, ugly guy sitting by himself – having a cup of coffee. He had spikey orange hair – not dyed but looked like the real thing. And he had this sort of wild crazy look on his face with his eyes bugging out. Kinda like a hybrid of Marty Feldman, Boris Karloff, and Gene Wilder. And in scrubs and stethoscope around his neck.

Every now and again, he’d dip his finger in the coffee, then rub it around the lip of his mug. Sort of like you do with a wine glass to make it sing. Only this went “Greep. Greep.”

. He was totally oblivious to everything – just staring at nothing and doing his “Greep. Greep” thing. It was more than a little disconcerting to think this dude was in the medical profession. I just stood there in horror and fascination watching this guy

This other guy from the kitchen comes out and sees me there.

He could tell I was more than a little freaked out. “Hey man. Chill out. Everybody knows: ‘Don’t fear the Rim Greeper

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Keep your armor on, your head down, and wear a safety harness.

Peace, Love and all that ‘60s stuff,

Bro Dave, et al

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(1)

There was only one catch and that was Catch-22, which specified that a concern for one’s safety in the face of dangers that were real and immediate was the process of a rational mind. Orr was crazy and could be grounded. All he had to do was ask; and as soon as he did, he would no longer be crazy and would have to fly more missions. Orr would be crazy to fly more missions and sane if he didn’t, but if he was sane he had to fly them. If he flew them he was crazy and didn’t have to; but if he didn’t want to he was sane and had to. Yossarian was moved very deeply by the absolute simplicity of this clause of Catch-22 and let out a respectful whistle.

“That’s some catch, that Catch-22,” Yossarian observed.

“It’s the best there is,” Doc Daneeka agreed.

Joseph Heller, 1961

(2)

Always Look on the Bright Side of Life

Some things in life are bad,
They can really make you mad,
Other things just make you swear and curse,
When you’re chewing life’s gristle,
Don’t grumble,
Give a whistle
And this’ll help things turn out for the best.
And…

Always look on the bright side of life.
[whistle]
Always look on the light side of life.
[whistle]

If life seems jolly rotten,
There’s something you’ve forgotten,
And that’s to laugh and smile and dance and sing.
When you’re feeling in the dumps,
Don’t be silly chumps.
Just purse your lips and whistle.
That’s the thing.
And…

Always look on the bright side of life.
[whistle]
Always look on the right side of life,
[whistle]

For life is quite absurd
And death’s the final word.
You must always face the curtain with a bow.
Forget about your sin.
Give the audience a grin.
Enjoy it. It’s your last chance, anyhow.
So,…

Always look on the bright side of death,
[whistle]
Just before you draw your terminal breath.
[whistle]

Life’s a piece of shit,
When you look at it.
Life’s a laugh and death’s a joke it’s true.
You’ll see it’s all a show.
Keep ‘em laughing as you go.
Just remember that the last laugh is on you.
And…

Always look on the bright side of life.
Always look on the right side of life.
[whistle]

Always look on the bright side of life!
[whistle]
Always look on the bright side of life!
[whistle]
Always look on the bright side of life!
[whistle]
Always look on the bright side of life!
[whistle]
Always look on the bright side of life!
[whistle]
Always look on the bright side of life!
[whistle]
Always look on the bright side of life!
[whistle]
Always look on the bright side of life!
[whistle]


Best Of 2008

December 25, 2008

Upgraded mp3 storage, courtesy Bibi Betsy: orionlaughalmost5months(10 seconds)

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To the would-be clown…

December 14, 2008

or “Shout outs to my Junior Joey’s in the house”…

I just replied to a myspacer in NEBRASKA [link to sandman lyrics] who would like to pursue clowning. [EDIT: CLICK TO LISTEN OR DOWNLOAD MP3 of my call to Radio 8 Ball as "JB DUDE" asking about clowning and getting Sandman's live version of "Nebraska"]
#1 “What do you know now, that you wish you would have known when you first got into clowning?”
I first self-identified as a clown in 1996 (in my senior year of college), so my whole world has changed multiple times since then. “Pace yourself and keep the end in mind” might have been my advice. If I had known that clowning can be a full-time profession I would have sought out professional help sooner. I would have written a mission statement that would give me focus from year to year, gig to gig.

#2 “I love kids, they love me, and I am a funny person. But is that enough?”
Of course not. Kids don’t have money to hire a clown. Get moms to love you and pay you.

#3 “What is it that I can do to become a very good clown?”
It depends on what you already do and want. What’s your mission? Practice, Perform, and then Review. Get feedback. Join the Clowns of America International. Join clown-forum.com and chat with other clowns. Get a mentor.

#4 “What do I have to do to work for a circus?”
Start one! Audition for one. Go to clown school and/or join a local clown alley.

#5 “What all do street performing clowns do??”
Go find one! They are all different. What would you do if you were on the street for hours/ days/ weeks/ your whole life?

Okay, okay, I looked at your profile. You want to be a professional wrestler! Have you seen this guy? http://www.buffo.com/
Also, your interests spell it out: magic, stilts, ventriloquism, stand-up comedy, yo yo’s… put it all together and Viola!

Your next step if you choose to go down this road: Get in costume/ make-up and post yr pics! Bonus points: include at least one other person in the shot who seems to be enjoying themselves (watching your act, laughing at your jokes, applauding, etc.)
Make up a clown name and start a folder with stuff for him!

“Nebraska” came up on Radio 8 Ball for me ages ago (in 2007, I think). Chris Sand aka Sandman the Rappin Cowboy was the live musical guest. I called and said that I felt stuck as a clown between the worlds. The lyrics said (in part):

“There’s only one thing I know for sure, I ain’t in Nebraska anymore.”

[EDIT: CLICK TO LISTEN OR DOWNLOAD MP3 of my call to Radio 8 Ball as "JB DUDE" asking about clowning and getting Sandman's live version of "Nebraska"]

From that I had to say that what I knew for sure was that “I can be funny”. I asked much later if I would be in Sandman’s movie. That’s yet to be determined, but I did give him a pie-in-the-face with the cameras rolling!

But it all reminds me that I’ve asked so many more questions with great synchronistic answers than I’ve blogged, and one day Radio 8 Ball may be an HBO special even though it’s not on KAOS anymore. It reminds me that I took the KAOS training to be a DJ but haven’t finished the test or done the demo yet. Well, some New Year’s Resolutions are right around the corner here!


Pie-ing Robert of Karaoke-Oly

November 21, 2008

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Robert just had a birthday and consented to a pie, live on TCTV’s Karaokeoly.  I had an unused Halloween pie in the freezer with fake blood and gummy worms.

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Ewww…did someone put razor blades in that pie?

On the plus side, I’m wearing a hand-knit hat and scarf made by my sister, Betsy.

Also, here’s a flashback from the first episode of Karaokeoly in which director Tom Patten was the Patsy and Jusby also took one for the team.

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Billie Jean keeps on singing.

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Loving that Ramblin’ Rod jacket that evolved over 20 years until it got its moment!


Chicken Strips, Double Up

November 19, 2008

After two long weeks we prepared for departure from Michigan and our return to Washington and Mommy .

We had lunch at the Chelsea Big Boy. Orion had Chicken Strips with fries.

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Then we saw Kung Fu Panda in Ann Arbor with Grumps and Grama Julie.

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My gracious aunt Mary Catherine (Paul’s wife) lived closest to the airport and was willing to bring us early enough to catch our 6 AM flight. She took us to dinner at Texas Roadhouse with PJ and Sasha.

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I had the BBQ Sandwich with Steak fries (I prefer the skinnier kind, but had 12 sides to choose from). Orion had more Chicken Strips (“Jr. Chicken Critters”) with Fries. There was a bus load of folks on a Taste Tour, there were sawdust floors and peanuts in the shell, and smoking allowed in the bar. Texas Roadhouse Menu pdf

Then we went to PJ’s guitar lesson, at Mike Carey Music of Wyandotte, MC signed Sasha up for lessons too, and they gave me a T shirt.

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Dress Rehearsal

October 30, 2008

Jusby, Devilman, and Mike at the Halloween House on Thursday’s opening night/ dress rehearsal.

Jusby’s make-up is a new clown-lite variation. His Mad Hatter costume is missing the giant bow tie. He’s wearing a short sleeve button up over an Evergreen sweatshirt. Not pictured: Jusby’s polypropylene long underwear and the teacup full of bloody sugar cubes.

The music definitely helped. The playlist included:

Arrington de Dionyso “Breath of Fire”

the Januaries “Love Met the Devil”

Magnetic Fields “Save a Secret for the Moon”

Devics “Ghost”

the Knurlings “Cemetary Stomp”

Harvey Danger “Authenticity”

Hamlet Machine and Sponge “Spirit”

Mary Water “Headless Horseman”

Shocore “Bone Cracker”

Dennis Driscoll “Maureen Halloween”

the Actual Tigers “Standing By”

the Shaggs “It’s Halloween”

the Rondells “TV Zombie”

Diamanda Galas “I Put a Spell on You”

Joey Ramone “Spirit in my House”

Reverend Horton Heat “Halloween Dance”

and lots more! from the Dance O’ Dance mp3 archives.

I anticipate spending the majority of Halloween evening working the crowd from the front yard all the way to “the frightening Egress!” I’ll arrive at approximately 6:30 and depart at 10. Love to see you there!


Go Bama Go {Sandman youtube}

October 20, 2008

I mentioned this song to a friend this weekend and just happened to check if there was a video for it.  Sure enough there was.  Then several hours later Sandman sent a message announcing the video.

Now Orion’s singing ‘Barack Obama, Barack O-BAMa..’


Kagami Stills from DVD

September 16, 2008

It may be a while before we get this thing youtubed … or even bliptv’d, as it were.

This occurs, as you may notice, at 8 minutes into the episode, during Sandman’s duet with Jen Graves.