The Amaryllis Star of Holland is not only opening but it looks like there might be 3 blossoms coming. Sena says all three will open by Friday this week.
I’m not so sure they’ll all be open, but it’s opening a lot faster than I thought it would.
Today was the inaugural game on our new Sasquatch cribbage board. It’s a very handsome item, made of walnut by the maker, David Sprouse, in Ferndale, Washington. His website is 3MoonsMakerSpace and he markets the boards on Etsy. It was delivered only a couple of weeks ago. It came with pegs and deck of cards. It has a hole in the back for hanging on a wall, if you want.
We played the game to 61 just for the sake of brevity since the point was to show off the board itself.
I don’t know really what to make of Bigfoot stories. Many claim to have spotted the creature way out in places like Washington state and elsewhere. There are reports of a few sightings even in Iowa.
I wonder why you never find corpses or even fossils of Sasquatch? Probably because extraterrestrials beam them up too quickly in order to harvest the fur for throw rugs for their space ships. The usual problem, of course, is getting the smell of beef jerky out of them.
The Amaryllis Star of Holland opens up a little more each day. It may open before Christmas.
I make do with the sticky juggling balls. They’re easily squishable and tacky enough to pick up the little granules my original juggling balls were stuffed with. Evidently, the vacuum cleaner couldn’t get them all.
In the process of shopping for new juggling balls, we’re learning new things. I had what are called 4 panel balls, meaning they were covered by fake leather panels secured with thread at the seams—which turned out to be not very durable.
But they can have 6 or even 12 panels. I guess the idea is that the more panels, the less likely the seams will get smacked and break on impact with various objects, such as my glasses, computer, window shades, and whatnot.
The impact factor of dropped balls are pretty important right now because I’m still a beginner. You can buy one acrylic ball for $26. They’re virtually unbreakable, so they can probably last for years—unless I use them.
Some juggling balls are filled with millet, which is bird seed. I’m ambivalent about juggling balls which could spread food all over when I break them.
I’m busy trying to learn how to do a new juggling trick, which is to throw one behind your back as you do the 3-ball cascade. I’m struggling to get the hang of it. You’d think it would be about the same level of difficulty as the under the leg throw trick, which I can do (in a very ugly way, of course). It’s much harder.
There are lot of jugglers out there on YouTube who are really great teachers. You can tell right away which ones are just trying to dazzle you. Sena found a website called Renegade Juggling. There’s a chart showing how your hand size relates to the size balls appropriate for you. I’m sticking with 62mm diameter balls, since they’re supposedly right for somebody with 7-inch hands from wrist to fingertips.
I went out to the mall yesterday and it was fun. I tried a Chick-fil-A sandwich for the first time ever. I got there at just the right time, after the noon lunch crowd thinned out. You get these waffle fries that are actually pretty good. The chicken sandwich is moist and delicious. I love the big photos outside the restaurant. I get the biggest kick out of the “Eat Mor Chikin” jokes.
I also flipped through a few Dad Jokes books. I think Dad Jokes are really funny. One of the books had a legal warning in it on the copyright page that sounded like the publisher would come after you if you repeated the jokes anywhere.
I thought you were supposed to tell jokes, not keep them to yourself. Besides that, the sale price on the book was almost $18. Hey, do yourselves a favor and google “Dad Jokes.” You can read them for free on the web. I doubt anyone would throw you in jail if you repeated any of them.
Do you have to be a dad to tell Dad Jokes? Yes, if you tell a Dad Joke and you’re not a dad, that’s a “faux pa.” Rim shot.
The ultimate dad at the mall is the guy in the Santa Claus suit. He was walking around waving at everyone, taking pictures with kids and spreading good will.
I actually got lost in one of the big department stores. No kidding, I walked around and around the store and could not find the exit. It was embarrassing. I suspect they designed the store a lot like how they design Las Vegas casinos—to keep you trapped inside, spending your money.
Here’s a shot of the Amaryllis, Star of Holland, as of this morning.
The Amaryllis Star of Holland is starting to act a little strange. Last Friday night it bent way over, seemingly away from the ceramic space heater in the sun room. I had turned it on for a half hour before going in and kept it on for about 15 minutes before turning it off—out of concern that the plant was reacting adversely to the heat. The next day it straightened up.
Friday night I was listening to the blues on the radio. Was it leaning toward the music?
And then it started bending back and forth, seemingly without rhyme or reason. It doesn’t consistently bend right or left based on heat, light, or sounds.
Maybe it’s exercising. I wonder if an extraterrestrial is bending it to its will. I would think the plant is big enough to defend itself. It’s a little over 17 inches tall now. I wonder if it’ll get tough and demand that we feed it raw meat, like something out of Little Shop of Horrors?
I know you’ve been waiting for more ugly juggling and I’ve got it for you right here. I have been struggling with doing the under the leg toss trick and the reverse cascade as well for days.
Both are extremely ugly, but I’m giving myself credit because I’m a geezer past his mid-sixties who just started juggling in mid-October.
I generally tend to practice in my office where my computer and webcam are. It’s not unusual for me to drop a ball or two on the keyboard. Sometimes when I do that, a couple of extraterrestrials materialize and try to sell me real estate somewhere on the outer rings of Saturn. I don’t worry about them because I just accidentally hit the keys again by dropping another juggling ball on the keyboard and they dematerialize.
I thought I would never get the under the leg trick. I have watched that trick done by several pro jugglers who make YouTubes out of their skills and try to teach others. What often happens is that I keep trying and fail so much that I just figure I’ll never get the hang of something.
And then one day, I just start doing a trick more often than I fail. I keep at it until I complete it more than I miss. That’s how it was with the under the leg.
Don’t get me wrong. My under the leg juggling trick is really ugly. But it’s my kind of ugly.
One of the key things for me is getting my right leg up just before I throw the ball under it. This is vital, because if I don’t stand on my left leg long enough to stick with the cascade pattern, I end up flinging the ball into the computer, the wall, or on my head.
Another key factor is to throw the third ball up high enough so that I have time to pitch the under my leg and also throw that one high enough to get back in the cascade. I start my count out loud when I throw the third ball. It’s hard to believe how much more focused I get when I count the throws out loud.
I can’t throw them so high they bounce off the ceiling. They just have to be high enough to get back into the cascade.
I really think my practicing the one leg stand on both legs (one minute on both the right and left legs) for the last few months has helped me get into shape to do the under the leg trick.
In my ugly juggling video, I made one clip of the under the leg throw in slow motion.
The reverse cascade is another trick I am struggling to learn. My reverse cascade sequences are very, very short. That’s about all I can say about it so far.
But they might get better.