I decided to learn juggling because I don't have the patience to learn magic.
I am a natural at face painting. Moms usually love the way I smear my paints on kiddies faces.
Because unicycling or stilt walking is out. I don't have medical insurance.
Anything that can render me unable to twist balloons, or result in medical bills, is out.
Juggling looks harmless enough, as long as I don't attempt fire juggling.
To my amazement I found a Juggling Class right next to my home, at the University of Miami.
Not sure what the connection is. (If you fail pre-med, you always can be a professional juggler?)
But off I went last Thursday to my first Juggling Class sans my juggling balls. Have no balls of my own yet.
I was delighted to see that I knew some of the jugglers. I worked with them at past events throughout Miami, Boca and Palm Beach.
One of the jugglers loaned me his juggling balls. Yep, those juggling balls above. Never mind the holes.
This juggling meet-up is not a class per se. It is a group of pro and semi-pro jugglers who love to juggle. They juggle even when nobody pays them.
Umm.. Scratch that. It is a generous group of completely self-less jugglers. They all seem to have an amazing talent. They juggle effortlessly. They juggle a limitless number of objects. They know an amazing number of juggling tricks.
These jugglers also were patient and forgiving. They didn't make any derogatory remarks watching me all night chasing around two balls.
Two balls, mind you. I struggle to throw and catch two balls all night. I think they have never seen a worse understudy. But they wouldn't say that. Instead, they invited me back next Thursday. They even let me keep my trusted juggling balls.
If you need a juggler for your event in Miami, Boca and Palm Beach, e-mail me, I know the best.