Saturday, 16 February 2008

Straight post

It is literally less than a week to go. In fact, by this time next week I'll already be depressed that Friday is over.
Today I will practice 2000 double lifts in a row, and then my meditainment will be complete.

/Croft out

p.s. excitement level = just less than

Thursday, 14 February 2008

Re-kindled by McBride

I'll be honest, it's been a bit of a lull lately on the magic front. Work = stress, stress = fear, fear = an anagram of fare. Fare sounds like fair, and it's fair to say I haven't been practising as much as I should.

So, it is with great delight that I announce that I met teh Jeff McBride on Tuesday and hung out with him for a while.
What I didn't consciously realise was that he was secretly taking a match, pushing it into my ear and lighting the "magic = great" synapse in my brain's frontal lobe (?), which had evidently burnt out a while ago.
So, it is with great delight that I announce that I met my old self earlier, picked up a deck and realised that I'm actually quite good. /arrogance off
Relaxation ensued and now I'll state it like this: excitement level = Yesssssssssssss, one week tomorrow!!!

Wednesday, 13 February 2008

Everything's eventual

approx. 12 days from now I'll look back at this post and think
damn you, damn you writing that ... you hadn't been yet. If only it could be THEN instead of now.

Thing is, it is then right now. But it won't be. Not in twelve days. Even in a few moments then will be exactly that ... then. Shit, we're already closer to it being 12 days from now. Stoppit time, stop marching.

Savour the day friends, for it isn't all bad . . . and if it is, then well, everything's eventual


Week and a half to go

Blackpool magic convention 08, just over a week away! How? I'm fairly certain the universe is accelerating and the year is holographically shorter than last year, so that must the be explanation.

Excitement level = Christmas eve + 7