Weird forgetfulness

 So, we've been really busy the last couple of days, and I've have been doing a looooooooot of close up magic (with that many o's it has to be alot).  Now obviously in Japan I've been doing them all in Japanese.  Well, last night there were some foreigners and I had to do it in English.  I almost couldn't!  I forgot all my routines in my native was kinda creepy.

Obviously, since I'm writing this, I still have a command of the language, it's just the magic trick's scripts that I've forgotten.  Misplaced commas and spelling errors were a normal thing for me before this trip, though I wish I could blame that on Japan too.

Cue the dreaded Disney ride music...

So I had to go to 7 11 this morning for some much needed supplies.  There's one on every corner and they have international atms!

Well, the lady started talking to me in Japanese but randomly switched to English and asked if I was from Austrailia. (Do I speak Japanese with an Austrailian accent? Who knew?) Well, after talking to her for a bit I told her that her English was so good, it sounded like she was from Hawaii... Turns out, she is!

All the way around the world, and someone from my home state is just around the corner...

It's a small world after all.
Keyboard head

Third time's the charm...

Two times before they've asked me to change my show for the repeat customers that come to watch...and even though before I left the states, no one told me I had to change my show, I did. (I had brought extra effects with me in case something broke).

Two times before they have found reasons for me not swapping out effects. When I tried to put the rings in, they refused to change my music, which ended up too short, so then they didn't like them. Then they wanted me to do something talking (currently everything is to music), so I tried to do that but they nitpicked every word I said and wanted to write me a script... which is fine if I could read Japanese...

Now they want me to put in my fire act. So like a dutiful little magician, I trudged to the store and made myself new torches and got the accouterments together. (obviously I didn't bring my fire act with me)

We shall see how this turns out...

It's not as simple as simply handing a cd to the sound guy and doing something new... It all has to be approved by the big boss, so we have to have a meeting, and then rehearsal before he shuts me down.

Personally, I think they're doing it on purpose in order to send me home at the two month mark rather than extending it to three... but maybe I'm just paranoid.
Writing Snoopy


No Way to Treat a First Lady by Christopher Buckley (author of "Thank you for Smoking") was really good. When I started reading it, I was afraid it was going to be a John Grisham-esque courtroom drama book, but it is oh so much more than that. It is hard to make a book so ridiculous and at the same time getting your readers to think that they've seen all of those characters in real life. People were staring at me strangely when at times I would laugh out loud. It's almost the "Waiting for Gufman" of courtroom drama.

Definitely more books by Buckley are going on my wishlist.

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Keyboard head


I had no hot water last night and I'm not sure why.  I haven't ventured to test it this morning...probably because it will still not be working and then I'll have to make a long call to someone who probably won't understand what I'm saying anyway. 

Then, I still don't know if I'm leaving at the end of June or the end of July.  I've sent an email to my agent, but have yet to hear anything back.  Since when I accepted the gig it was till the end of July, no one is expecting me back until then... So of course I have nothing lined up.

Then the final frustration is trying to build a new web page...

I made a page that I love on iweb, but I no longer have access to a mac and the site is years out of date, all I want to do is update it... Two different programs that I downloaded said that I could upload the site from the web, but after following all the instructions, all they do is show me a blank screen... Then I tried to build a new one from scratch, unfortunately, people that are good with html and all that web stuff don't realize that easy for them and easy for me are totally different so upon trying the "easy" program that they reccomend, I had to stop myself from hurling my computer out of the window.


Not the whole story...

One of the problems with living in a country where you are still learning the language is that at times you don't always get the whole story. We were expecting a very large group of Chinese people, so they asked me to stay late since everyone's sets would be shorter because none of us spoke Chinese. They were set to arrive at 9:30, but they were late.

I heard the manager say that they were going to be one to two hours late, and that he was very sorry. So I got ready to hunker down with my book as it seemed like it was going to be awhile. Well, the lighting guy asked me why I wasn't eating my dinner since I was finished...

The whole story was that since they were going to be late they only needed one magician. Poor Taka had to stay... I understand more each day, but sometimes the key points escape me.

In other news:

Also had a curtain snafoo with the aforementioned Taka. He was the lucky soul who was supposed to open the curtain, but he got in a conversation and missed it (he's only 19).  Well, since it's not a union house, I just opened it myself figuring I'd come one a bit late but no harm no foul. 

Taka runs up in mid-curtain-open and says, "Sorry, I've got it" (that time I did understand the whole thing BTW)

Unfortunately, he grabs the wrong line and closes the curtain just as I reach center stage.  You can't actually see the stage from the curtain pull thingy, so he had no idea.  I then had to go off stage to re-open the curtain, but the manager got there first and opened it for me.

Meanwhile, the music is playing and I missed about a quarter of the Billiard Ball Routine... I caught up, and finished the show...

BTW, is that how you spell "snafoo"?

Grinding Away

I had forgotten what it's like living in another country. One minute, you feel like you understand everything that's going on around you and really feel apart of it, then the next minute you don't understand anything that's said, and when you do, you don't even know what they mean by it. Ups and downs, minute to minute.

My side tables, for the show, are on their last legs (no pun intended). One broke today, right before my show, and crashed backstage in the middle of the singer's show...oops. It's being held together with tape right now. Because of how it's made, short of welding it together, it might be done for.

I've considered finding some sort of furniture store, but from what I hear, furniture is one of the most expensive things here.... Man, I miss Target.

If they can just hold until Monday...Maybe I can find something on my day off.
Writing Snoopy

Book Review: The Big Question

The Big Question by Chuck Barris (yes, the one from the gong show) was just awesome. I love how he gives you such a background on each of the characters that you feel that you know them. Some you are rooting to win, some you are glad when they lose, and in the end...well, you'll have to read it to see.

I have already put a few of his books on my wishlist. Who knew he was so talented?


A retired game-show producer is accosted by a grubby old man, who offers to sell him an idea for a new show. In Barris' near-future world, assisted suicide is legal, and in the proposed new show, contestants either win $100 million or are executed on live television. The novel follows the lives of several potential contestants, including a teenage prostitute, an elderly woman, and an ex-con, but what makes the tale so fascinating--some might say warped--is that the grubby old man is none other than a down-and-out Barris himself. As usual, the author of Confessions of a Dangerous Mind (1982) blurs the line between reality and fantasy, making us wonder just what the heck we're supposed to believe. And, while we're pretty sure Barris never produced a pilot for this particular game show, is it so hard to believe, what with the current state of reality TV, that someone might someday put something like this on the air? A darkly satirical, witty, and uncomfortably plausible novel.

Baby Panda

Finally...a good day

After yesterday's extremely sucky day, today was a good one.

There were hardly any people, so I finished my book, then later in the day one of the magicians and I were jamming and having a good time. I was remembering things that I didn't even remember that I knew.

*for magicians: the humidity is really great for doubles

Also had my first Japanese omelet which they call Omurisu (combinging omelet and rice), there was also some meat and tomatoes in there too. Quite tasty.


They asked me (after I got here) to change a trick every couple of weeks as sometimes they have repeat customers. However, when I asked them if I could put something different in the show, they became all put upon and said they needed to schedule rehearsal times and things. Then, when I gave them the CD with new music on it, they said they couldn't put it into the system until one of the upper management came by with the computer, so they asked if they could use the same music for the new piece.

I, of course, not thinking things all the way through said yes...the music was a tad short, but I still ended it in a good spot.

The Japanese were not a fan of the piece (linking rings), and tomorrow I'll go back to doing the show I was doing. *sigh*

Now I don't know whether to add something new again, or wait until they ask me to add something...I don't know...