I’ve been performing sleight-of-hand in some professional capacity for nearly 20 years now. It really doesn’t seem like it.
I don’t do it every day anymore, but I’m still perfectly adept at it–and while recent videos would probably convince you that my skills in and of themselves are the things at which I am best in that situation, I assure you–they are not.
Working a crowd is. Today was one of those days in which I had group after group transfixed between the tales of chicanery and deception, and the demonstrable performances that illustrate them. And it’s days like these that I truly miss doing it as a matter of an everyday pursuit of my income–insofar as the idea of actually matching something I’m good at/love doing and income is still a bitter and seemingly unreachable plateau.
Anyway. A great day, and as they say: “I killed em!”
What were you doing?
Oh, maybe if I read your previous post I would have figured it out…
I just read “lame shall enter” –whoa. I knew it was going to end in the deterioration of his own, but — wow.
“Wow,” is right. Like a lot of her endings.