Amsterdamaged!


Not too often is a stop in a city one that doesn't involve any shows or workshops, but here we are in Amsterdam without anything official to do. Actually, that isn't entirely true, we have one official engagement, it is my birthday and its time to show 39 who's boss.
Turning 39 is like approaching the “event horizon” on a black hole. The “event horizon”, as so many science fiction movies have taught me (actually, just one science fiction movie, the one called Event Horizon), is the perimeter that surrounds a black hole where once crossed, the gravity is too intense for even light to escape. So, just to re-cap, turning 39 is like being at the event horizon, turning 40 is like being in a black hole and entering into the dreaded phase of life known as... “middle age”. And like so many science fiction movies have taught me, like Logan's Run, “middle age” is death. Actually, almost all movies have taught me that “middle age” is death, especially movies about the actual Middle Ages. The Middle Ages were a hard time in the history of humans, the Black Death was rampant, poverty, anti-intellectualism, and generally pretty dirty and miserable. The nickname for the Middle Ages was the Dark Ages, which is not a good sign. I have lost my train of thought here... My god, I'm going senile already.
Oh and Amsterdam was a blast, though it did rain for the two days we had off, which put a damper on things, which is a pun. They love puns in Amsterdam, in fact, the Dutch in general love a good pun.
Another thing about Amsterdam is the fact that it is a city that people from all over the world go to. It is truly cosmopolitan. We ate at a Surinamese place and an Indonesian place, which are both places outside of the Netherlands (duh). We also met up with Cari (an improviser from Ottawa in town working for Boom Chicago) and Jim (a Winnipeg film maker who we know). How cosmopolitan is that?

 Steve eating Dutch War Fries...
 Tyler eating Dutch War Fries...
Jim eating Dutch War Fries...

Mmmmmmmmmmm, Dutch War Fries...

Amsterdam, your confusing streets and confusing canals were a joy to wander aimlessly down.

Next stop Bremen, Germany.