Blargh!

Just when you think things can't get any worse on Circus Island, or at the very least, that things have calmed down, someone kicks in your window and tries to steal your stuff.

If that seems like a poorly constructed metaphor, it's because it's actually a sad description of reality.

The good news, for me anyway, is that it wasn't my window, but D's. The better news is that nothing was actually stolen. The frightening news is nothing was stolen because she walked in on the guy trying to do the thieving.

This is the second bit of burglary since I've been here. I had some friends come to visit and they had pretty much all of their possessions stolen out of their car (mac book pro, ipad, iphone, lots of cash, passports, driver's licenses...). They had been on the island for less than an hour.

We haven't even started shows yet. Not only have we not even started shows yet, the rest of the troupe will not be arriving for another few days. Some technicians will begin to arrive tonight. I'm not even going to bother to ask what else could possibly happen because I'm pretty sure the Universe would take it as a personal challenge.