I've made a friend

Today was the third day of the first weekend of Dickens, and I made a friend. Well, technically, I made a friend yesterday, but who is counting.

Here is the set up... Ms. B and I are playing upper class sisters and we were 'slumming it' down by the docks where we were accosted by a vile man. Now for reality... We had a lot of fun playing innocent and looking upset by a guy who was dressed like a 'ruffian'. So I decided to talk to him out of character (plus I made him be my escort as Ms. B had a wardrobe malfunction and needed to see to it). It turns out he is something of a side show freak. This man actually puts sharp pointy things up his nose and walks across broken glass and most distressingly, lights himself on fire for fun... Many people might want to know how he does all of this stuff... I just want to know...why? Who in the world thinks to themselves... I think I will try to walk across a floor of broken glass today. I mean really.

Singing is great! All of the pretty dresses are wonderful. I'm having a blast with Ms. B. Everyone should come to Dicken's.