hey, I just wanted to let anyone in the new york area know about a couple of shows coming up for me. I'm playing a solo show at this great Irish bar on macdougal street this thursday called Slane @ 8PM.....102 Macdougal St. between Bleecker & 3rd....
Next Tuesday is my first show with this new project called The Dramas @ The Bitter End details @
mimi
what's the political puppet scene in london?
o hi i'm Blue and i am the guy beside Uncle Scam, the star.
i'm trying to franchise
uncle scam's practice voting facility
to those with a bent toward political puppet actions.
interested in a life of street performance.
hit and run, small set puppet show for peace?
we supply the puppet
rolling cart
board with cutouts and cloth
pvc tubing and flag backdrop (in your countries/gods flag)
we'll even
sell you a how to by watching it done, script of the show.
cheaper than a mac donalds
atchablue
september and there are no more ways to put the show on
I invite you to check my stuff out at:
http://blog.myspace.com/sakichata
so heres my first blog, i will try to post daily one piece from my portfolio. You will be seeing my photography and watercolor paintings. Enjoy!
copyright J.T.R. aka Saki 2005... ......title:"iBunny"
New features of the interactive AMP coming every hour, WOW! Thanks Terri!
Baerbel
I am very pleased to start this "Thing" we are now spinning through...
Testing... testing... is this thing on?!
Check out my webpage at www.geofftoons.com to learn more about me. Thanks!
I had a 4 year relationship with this man.
He had brain damage from a car accident in his youth and a walk that suggested a former broken hip.
He always wore the same hat.
A barrow Florist would give him damaged flowers and he would walk around the inner city giving them away.
(Who wouldn’t sacrifice a bit of brain damage for the opportunity to walk round town leering quite openly at women ,thrusting wilting flowers in their faces.)
His benefit to me was that he would always do the same thing, he would limp slowly
up to my corner , head down, seemingly oblivious to the audience and the rising tension until, at the corner he would stop and without looking up raise his left hand high in the air and flip me the finger. He’d then limp off. He had great timing.