Why I don't juggle around breakable objects.

Collapse
X
 
  • Time
  • Show
Clear All
new posts
  • Evan Young
    Senior Member
    • May 2001
    • 1002

    #16
    dang, that's the last time I'll ever try to say somthing clever.

    good thing I've been drinking and sneaking into movies tonight, otherwise I might actually care.

    Comment

    • Stretch
      Senior Member
      • Jan 2001
      • 611

      #17
      Holy cats!

      In responce to several private messages, let me say:


      Don't sweat it. The reactions to what you said, and the reactions to what others said - or rather to what some folks thought was said, was mildly amusing. Poor Evan caught hell and what he had to say was innocuous.

      Jesters other thread was / is interesting in that he approached the subject more as an anti-jester. Which was disappointing. A little humour in that thread, but he didn't contribute to it. The king would have taken his head a long time ago. ;>)

      Eric Bagai (another 'old man' - gasp, even older than me!) once wrote on the circus arts list, about not confusing him with his PERFORMANCE on the list. I try to keep that in mind. For certainly I can see a performance in my own writings.

      For what it is worth, I have only the greatest respect for jugglers - which is why I don't juggle! At 43 I wasn't going to take up juggling so I could be known as the clumsiest juggler in the land! I mean, how many trifocal wearing jugglers do you know?!

      Well, I need to hurry and refinance my mortgage so I can buy all those performance enhancing drugs offered in my spam box!

      Take care, do well, avoid evil!

      Bill

      Comment

      • jester
        Senior Member
        • Dec 2000
        • 1084

        #18
        Compliments

        Dear Le Pire

        Read between the lines. While I was critical of your web site I made sure that it was against the backdrop of a not too hidden compliment.

        You are very talented, and several people have emailed me personally to vouch safe that fact to me.

        Your website is very striking, very bright and much better than mine. It is bloody cheesy though.

        I think other people are more concerned about your feelings than you are and I don't think either of us are likely to be injured by our exchange.

        And I congratulate you on your linquistic abilities. I can't speak any other languages.

        As for Evan. I did not attack Evan. I like Evan. Hell I like you all.

        As a Jester I have license to attack those on top. I only do battle with the worthy. I do not attack the defenceless.

        If you think my jesters outfit is cheesy I think you have a different understanding of the word cheese. You do not see that flavour of costume cliched to death in holiday camps.

        And stretch, sometimes my humour can be very dark and I don't tip you all the nod or the wink. It doesn't mean I'm not laughing or I don't appreciate the humour that comes out in the threads.

        Finally I think you missed the point about the porn metaphor. I have no doubts to your qualifications which are far more impressive than your website.

        Comment

        • jester
          Senior Member
          • Dec 2000
          • 1084

          #19
          The King and My Head?

          I once juggled my popularity with my opinion and my credibility while hastily typing flippantly at 70 words per minute and I dropped loads of balls.

          Contrary to popular belief. Jesters tended to reflect the favours of the king and balance them against the common people (Will Sommers etc.) They tended to really piss of the elite intelligentiae (which in this case is you lot) who always had a fair amount of access to political process unlike the commoners.

          In the drugs debate you were all the Arch Bishop of Canterbury, the DEA/Establishment was the king and I was the guy you really wanted to kick but the King wouldn't let you. I suppose the common people are all the people out there who don't take drugs because either they can't afford them, aren't so stupid or are just plain law abiding.

          And I fell off my High Horse and smashed my ego.

          Now is that reply to stretch on topic enough?

          Comment

          • clapchap
            Member
            • Feb 2002
            • 71

            #20
            I've broken a couple fingernails, a big toenail learning offstring yo yo, a flower vase and a couple light bulbs...the most recent of which was one with three brightness settings. A diabolo got away from me and exploded it (and the lampshade). I went to cut the power so nothing would catch on fire, and turning the switch re-exploded it, and in doing so put out three of the other lights in the room.

            Cheers,
            Eric

            Comment

            • Evan Young
              Senior Member
              • May 2001
              • 1002

              #21
              In high school I worked at a joke/magic/juggling/costume shop for a while.
              they always told me not to juggle with clubs in the store because I might break a glass case. I told them it wasn't a problem because when I drop they allways land at my feet and wouldn't land on the case over five feet away.
              then I started working on chops, and one of my chops hit an airborn club...... I broke the case.....
              it was very embaressing.

              Comment

              • Stephon
                Senior Member
                • Nov 2001
                • 651

                #22
                Um, I juggled three girlfriends in college.

                Several valuable things got broken and I've been paying for it ever since.


                (Ok, fine--I have nothing to contribute to this thread)

                Comment

                • Butterfly Man
                  Senior Member
                  • Dec 2000
                  • 1606

                  #23
                  In the late-eighties I got a gig in Memphis, TN. at the home of the owner of Shoney's Restaurants … it was his 40th birthday … he had a huge mansion with two 4 foot high vases (encased in glass) on inside of his front doorway. Ming dynasty … in Memphis? Probably not, but those puppies looked expensive anyway.

                  So did the chandelier looming precariously above my head … just inches above the “juggling on a 6 footer” range … risky business, but I thought it still might be doable.

                  But then … after I say, “OK” … some guys move a baby-grand piano smack dab into the middle of the foyer … what the %$#@?!

                  Apparently, before I start, “the Silver Fox” (some old drunk has-been with white hair) is going to sing his “hit” from twenty years ago or something like that … ?

                  “Hey, did you happen to see … the most beautiful girl? ” … blah blah blah ... this guy is old, fat and slurring all his words … it’s a nightmare.

                  He finishes … my turn … nowhere to move the piano now that the crowd has gathered … they push it over to one side. Thanks guys!

                  Everything goes well until the finale … I’m up on the unicycle when a club hits the chandelier … it falls underneath my tire … I lose my balance … the crowd gasp audibly … the unicycle goes careening towards one of the vases … I hear glass shattering … I fall backwards on top of the piano … my ass hitting right around middle C …

                  I don’t remember much else … just the ride back to the hotel … in silence.

                  Comment

                  • jester
                    Senior Member
                    • Dec 2000
                    • 1084

                    #24
                    Ouch

                    A neighbour brought his new authentic norse dagger round to my place to show me this evening.

                    It was beautiful, heavy, shiny and ...

                    Well I just had to toss it in my hand, just once. It only went half way around and there was a serious danger I would drop this jewel encrusted thing onto a stone slab so I grasped at it.

                    ....sharp!

                    I have a beautiful gash across the palm of my right hand.

                    Doh!

                    Hope that makes a few of you happy.


                    Jester.

                    Comment

                    Working...