Cosmic Circus

http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=90321001

This is a story about a traveling family circus.
A decade on the road, the child's entire life.
Ever since listening and reading this story, I have been imagining the things one could see from a double decker bus going no more than 33 miles per hour.
I would also like to see the reception I get from different nations, seeing how each culture sees the circus.


Going along with this theme, I feel it would be apt to mention the Gypsy Circus.
The Gypsy Circus is a collective of ladies and gentlemen, each in ownership of at least one pair of red pants and a gusto for existence, that exhibit these two attributes on various occasions. Someday we will find out how to put our talents to use, organization may come with more time and less space between members (ie: patrick is in chicago, jenny is in san francisco, other members range from Santa Cruz to Minnesota). At this juncture we are just happy to be, we are in fact accepting new members with quirks and talents.

Sometimes I like believing we are all in a circus. Its a tired cliche, but everyone does their part in expressing their idiosyncratic nature, not only keeping either the lord, the universe, or maybe everyone else entertained, but being exactly what they are: a freak. We are all a little freaky, we are all a bit of performers, I have always held those truths to be self evident. Some are just called

oh look at me now, believing in the vocationally abnormal, that goes to show you what growing up Catholic really does to you.