Yesterday started with two teeth being ripped out of my face. It took me an hour and a half to go 18 miles down the 405. I jumped off the freeway at Sepulveda and took that to Wilshire Blvd. Left on Westwood, Right on Le Conte and there I was at the UCLA School of Dentistry, where Gilda, a young post graduate dental student with an eye on orthodontia was ready with dangerous looking tools in hand, to remove the teeth in question, an upper and lower back.
I went home for a while, got a call from Chad Rees (a buddy from Seattle) who is in town working an event at the City Walk this weekend for the WWE. I picked him up in Hollywood at his hotel and we decided to go to the beach. Off to Santa Monica on a windy but sunny day. We walked to the end of the pier, then to the Promenade where I showed him Magicopolis. After that we dined at Hooters and stared at large breasts as we ate Buffalo wings and curly fries.
With cards in hand we discussed the art of magic and potentially shooting some video today and tomorrow. Chad has four, three chip cameras at his disposal and we might set up a makeshift studio in my living room. Who knows what will come of it. . . something. . . maybe nothing.
When Bob Sheets was in town we discussed the process of producing DVD's and marketing them to the magic community. My feelings are changing on the subject and the time might be right to release something to the public. Who knows? Stranger things have happened.