Saturday, July 13, 2013

Whoa! Just almost got run down by a runaway hornline! Well that's what they look like when they're headed right for you.

Anyway,  just sitting here on the curb inhaling the aromas of  snack time. Parked here in the street, both sides, leaving room only for pedestrians and golf carts, members of various corps all hanging out, greeting each other, and enjoying fourth meal. Pretty soon we'll pack up and head for DeKalb, where we'll meet up with many of the same corps  tomorrow night.

And do it again. Same show, different city, practice, practice, practice until it's better than perfect.

And tomorrow, after a good night's sleep in my bus seat, I will carve out time to take in a uniform, maybe sew on some patches for a jacket,. And maybe there will be yet another unusual project to do. Because there's nothing like rushing to finish a bunch of pleather sandbags, beacuse it's windy and we need to stabilize our props.

Thursday, July 11, 2013

The adventure continues

We've spent two days in one place, enjoying the hospitality, hot showers and reliable internet connections at UCM. Showtime will be late this evening, and then on to our next destination even later. I better learn to sleep on the bus  tonight, because tomorrow is laundry day. And yes, that is as much fun as it sounds.

We finally had a full day of sewing, only most of our intended refits didn't show up for their fittings last night. Oh yes, another incidence of drum corps time: fittings can and often do take place well after midnight. But somehow I still managed to get up at my normal hour and be ready to work by 7 am. So we had plenty of time to get everyone ready for tonight's show.

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Tour, day one

File this under living a little: I am writing this on a bus, traveling from Metamora, IL to Warrenville, MO, in the middle of the night. Ok, so it's not exactly midnight yet, but this is definitely late for me. This is what we call "drum corps time". Sleep when you can, on the bus if possible, as a convoy of buses and trucks transports the entire production toward their next city, which is often in the middle of nowhere.

There are 155 (give or take) kids in the corps, plus an ever-increasing staff of instructors and volunteers. Just pulling into a rest area for a bathroom break is going to be a major production. So far this has been the easy part. Sometime tomorrow we will arrive at our next housing site, unload our stuff and wander inside to find a space to make a bed and catch some more sleep, if possible. Then we get up and get to work.

(Yaaawwn) It's been the first of many long days ahead. Time for bed, or some facsimile thereof.