Barbara has great bosses.
Last year they got her tickets to a SF 49ers game and SHE TOOK ME!
This year they bought her tickets to Cirque Musica – circus acts set to a full orchestra playing holiday music – and SHE TOOK ME!
I’m not quite sure what the best part of the evening was – watching Barbara laugh silently when two men, gilded in gold body paint and wearing nothing but golden speedos took the stage and performed poses with blatant homoerotic overtones.
I swear I thought she was going to fall out of her chair she was laughing so hard she was shaking.
Watching a circus performer balance shit on his face.
We’re not talking little things like chairs and balls.
He balanced an entire Christmas tree, a full size ladder, and a table on his chin.
It was truly a WTF moment.
I kept worrying that the circus performers were GOING TO CRASH into the orchestra.
Barbara was worried they were going to crash into us!
In the end, we all survived and I learned a valuable lesson: balancing shit on your chin is a viable career choice.
Deck the fucking halls and fa la la!