More of the nine day

So we've just finished our last five day cruise but due to internet issues I'm still finishing up last week's nine day. So enjoy auctions and some other stuff.









As if there wasn’t enough drinking this week. They also had a crew party. They were doing an auction of crew members where if you were the winning bidder you would get to have dinner with another crew member. The proceeds went to crew welfare so I guess they could get more refrigerators for the room. Yeah, that’ll make an 18 hour shift in an engine room that much easier. Anyway Ali and Mike hosted and they did a great job.

Before that though they had a talent show. I tried to take pictures but it was too dark. They extended the party till 2:30 AM because the auction went so long. We ended the evening by doing a conga line for no good reason and then being the last people on the dance floor dancing like idiots.

Which for us isn’t that unusual. See the first week we were here I sang karaoke. 1. Because I love it. 2. Because they have videos while you sing the song. Now on another blog form another second city member had a video of the video for the song reunited. I don’t want to ruin it for you but it revolves around an American icon getting his girl back from a bad guy and climbing trees.

The video filled us so full of beans that when we went up to the spinnacker lounge that when the elevator doors opened this old couple were waiting to get on, and instead of politely getting out, we instead screamed at them and kept screaming until we hit the dance floor and then cleared it with our insane dance moves . I worry that if we keep it up we’ll be kept in the brig like animals and only allowed out during show time.

Dragon

Trying to make a concentrated effort to get all this blogging done. Yet, every place I go lets me upload A picture and then gives me trouble when I attempt to upload more. So anyway they had a talent show on the ship and this guy did a native dance where he was dressed as a dragon. It was pretty awesome. As awesome as my thoughts on how we are poised on the brink of a south american renessaince led by a socialist commonwealth, probably not. But erica if you want my thoughts on that you're going to have to ask!

To Round out an ugly american

My castmate Ryan is putting together a blog of his own please check it out


http://fulanodetal.wordpress.com/

His pictures are way better than mine, and once again he seems to have a handle on narrative flow better than I do. So if you like a logical progression of the events that unfold during our cruise please keep checking back to his blog. If you like chaos in your blogs then stay with this ugly american.

Rum party contd'

Internet being what it is some of the pictures are on the last post and some are here.

So both the improv and the sketch shows were good this week. I feel like I have a real handle on the sketch show and I’m getting to experiment with how I approach each of the scenes. Even my character from pictionary is turning into something different than what it was on the Spirit. The show is exhausting though. One because I need to be in better shape and two I’m in a lot of the show either jumping around, dancing, or screaming.

To celebrate how well our sketch shows went we decided to have a Rum party. The Gowlands had been given a huge amount of rum by Erica’s folks. So we decided to do some cast bonding, and to make things more interesting we decided to play a game of Asshole. Except instead of sipping beer we’d be sipping rum. Things of course went off the rails pretty fast. Soon the president of the game was making up rules that included us giving personal information to each other, and working out hypothetical situations where if we didn’t have significant others which of the Jean Anne Ryan company dancers we would do and why. It seemed weird that when I answered honestly that there was that much glee in my choice, and joking threats of telling my wife. I think when my cast is drunk they forget what hypothetical means. It means imaginary. Although maybe I was too graphic in my descriptions for comedic effect. My wife Jamie can attest to the fact that when it comes to coming up with gross sexual hypotheticals I’m in another league, a league that I think is only inhabited by myself and my friend Brent Gordon.

Soon we were drunk enough, that like all good improvisers we started joking about rape. I believe at one point I said something like ‘Sorry for raping you, I thought I gave you exctasy but it turned out it was a rufee. Trust me I am having stern words with my dealer. Love Peter.” The next thing I know I look up from pouring a drink and everyone is wearing name tags saying “Sorry for raping you, love Peter.” I had to admit that it made me laugh. Then a few rounds later I look up from my cards and everyone is wearing name tags that read “Sorry for stealing you’re identity. Love Peter.” While funny it made me think maybe I should be a little more discerning about what information I give these people. We then decided we should get some food before the crew bar closed, we arrived five minutes too late and decided to dance out our frustrations. After we closed out the crew bar we went back to the rum room now with a bunch of other people in tow. This is where things get hazy. I know we played more asshole and there were some startling revelations that I will not include here, and then the next thing I knew me and Ryan were talking very loudly about improv and it was six in the morning. At which point I called it a night.


The improv shows were very good, but not because of my contributions. I never quite got over the rum from the previous night. So through both the shows I felt like a passenger and not a participant in the show. I hate that feeling. Especially when the rest of my cast is making brilliant choices and I can’t seem to rise to their level. Anyway I went to bed early and promised myself I would do better next week.

The first show was so family friendly and yet funny that I was truly agape in amazement. The kids went nuts for us and I’ve never seen people so eager to be participants. This one little boy came up and helped us with a game where we’re asked questions and each of us only says one word at a time. The kid couldn’t stop laughing and he had such an adorable laugh that shook his whole body. His grandmother later told us that he saw our sketch show and asked her if people could actually get paid to be funny. After she told him yes, he decided at the age of six that’s what he wanted to do. Youth of America you’re welcome for inspiring you.

The second show or adults only show was the perfect blend of risky material and just good solid scene work. It never got to gross or offensive. Once again the audience went apeshit. Damn this a good cast.

So for the record, Jamie I pantomimed have disgusting sex with another person. If I have broken the trust between us I understand, but let me assure that pantomime woman means nothing to me. I love you baby, I love you. Besides blame the Gowlands for shoving that invisible slut at me. There was a lot of rum and I’m sorry. Please forgive me. Oh by the way pantomime girl said she missed her period, don’t worry I’ll take care of it. I’ve just met a pantomime doctor who says he can take care of it for me. See nothing to worry about. Oh shit, the pantomime doctor just shot the pantomime girl in the stomach. Oh crap he’s a pantomime psycho with a phd not a real hypothetical doctor!! Whew! He was just eaten by a hypothetical bear. See baby problem solved!

More pics before trying a different connection

Some final pics from Antigua and we move on to auctions, rum parties(The first pic is posted here), and some backstage stuff. Hopefully the internet connection will pick up and we can get to profiles as well.