I've been doing a lot of juggling lately. On Saturday I went up to Winchester to practice at Incredible Flying Objects. I learned a lot, had fun, and came home with a new set of Dube rings. Now you would think that an intense juggling session would make you very aware of the objects around you. Not so for me! In fact, shortly afterward I walked full-tilt into a stack of two-by-fours sticking out of the back end of a truck. They were positioned right at forehead height and they knocked me cleanly onto the pavement. The worst part (apart from the facial bruise) was that I didn't hear any laughter. Apparently the whole world missed something that, I admit, must have been absolutely hilarious.
Also, thanks to Danny Schneible, I found out about this wonderful man.
