Last night was a very weird show. I think I ate a bad shrimp for dinner and I was really sick. The second half of the show was really hard to do without gagging. Once I got backstage with my suit off, I was sick as a dog. From the moment I got backstage until the middle of the night I was so sick. But, I'm fine today; it was just something bad I ate. Wow. But, that's not the story.

Teller finished throwing the rabbit in the chipper shredder and I came out in the strait jacket to start Unicorn. A woman in the exact center of the front row stood up and stormed out while screaming, "Butcher." She threw her drink with all the ice at me, but she missed and just got ice all over the stage. Man, she was loud, and mad. I tried to get some jokes going. I said, "It's just a goddamn rabbit, toughen up." I said that it was a magic show and some stuff might be fake. I told her the 3 Stooges didn't really hate each other, and Bruce Willis didn't really kill terrorists. I was getting some laughs. She got to the back of the theater and kicked and slammed the door. Burt told the ushers to get security, but they didn't. So, after I had gotten the audience kinda sorta over it, she burst into the balcony yelling "murderer, murderer." Man, she was loud. I seemed she was sitting front and center alone because it was couples around her. I guess it was the rabbit that set her off.

That was about it. Security finally came and got her off Rio property. My mind went to her for a while and then I went back to trying not to vomit on stage. After the show, many people seemed sure it was part of the show. How nuts is that? It shows we could be a lot more avant guard than we are.

Penn

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