Here’s another video on head stall juggling, this time using glow in the dark juggling balls. They’re heavier and I drop more often. On the other hand, when one hit the glass top coffee table, it didn’t leave a scratch! It did make a heck of a racket, though.
I did switch off between left and right for the off the head trick. It’s a lot harder using larger, hard plastic balls.
Juggling is quite a workout, too.
Remember that off the head juggle I was trying to learn way back over two years ago? The other name for it is the head stall and I could not get the hang of it. I watched video after video and the performers who could do it all did it the same way—which I could not imitate. You can see the disaster by looking at my post “Off The Head Juggle Trick So Wrong but My Way.”
It never helped that every teacher said it was an easy trick to learn.
That was over two years ago. Every time I tried it since, it was a no go. But yesterday, I found another video of a guy who does the head stall differently. I tried it last night and within minutes I was doing the head stall. This guy has the hack for the head stall juggle.
I’m pretty sure what made the difference for me is throwing one ball high with one hand, but using the other hand to place the ball on my head. Every other video shows the juggler using one hand for the throw the ball and the same hand for placing the ball on the head. At least that’s what it looks like to me. I’ve got a slow-motion clip in the YouTube video I made today showing me doing it and not only that, alternating between left and right.
The idea behind this head stall thing is the same as the one behind learning the under the leg and behind the back tricks in and out of the 3-ball cascade. You throw one ball high to allow you time enough to do the trick ball.
Now I’m doing the head stall boogie using the same method. Sena says I look sexy in the video. I think I look like I’m trying to catch my breath.
We were playing cribbage and Sena noticed a lot of birds out in the back yard—as well as the woodchuck again. We both grabbed the cameras and forgot about cribbage for a while.
You have to gaze at the pictures long enough to see there’s more than one or two birds perching in various places.
That juggler guy is back.
Sena got some video clips of the backyard garden. The woodchuck was out there but pretty much left her stuff alone. She caught a clip of what looks like a house finch as well.
For some reason, possibly involving extraterrestrials, there was some guy juggling out there.
I noticed the other day that I was having trouble doing the one leg stand. It has been getting harder to sustain it past 10 seconds even. It’s not like I’ve been laying off exercising, including the one leg stand. Hey, I can even do a one leg sit to stand (barely). I posted about the one leg stand, including a video, about 2 years ago.
I found another news item and study about old farts like me and it included a new recommendation about the one leg stand. According to this study, if you can’t do a one leg stand for more than 5 seconds, you’ve got one leg in the grave. If you can do 30 seconds, then you’re all good.
So, I practiced a little more and I even tried the one leg juggling trick, which I also tried two years ago—and clearly faked on a video. Well, one leg clowning is back—and this time it’s for real. I think the Latin quote Ars Longa, Vita Brevis fits for this activity. This one leg stand thing is a skill and you have to work at it, even as you age and your life grows shorter.
I still don’t know if this would be called aging gracefully?
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I haven’t done a juggling YouTube video in a while, and lucky you I made one. When the daily news gripes me or gets me down, juggling forces me to concentrate on just that—juggling. If I break my concentration for any reason, I literally drop the ball.
I’m limited a little in our new house because of the lower ceiling height, risking a throw into the ceiling lights. And I’m still prone to flinging and dropping balls, depending on the trick I’m practicing. So, I go downstairs to practice more difficult juggling tricks.
So, if you need a special kind of focused attention meditation, try the 100-throw cascade.
I’ve been practicing the reverse cascade lately. It’s slow progress but faster than the shower pattern.
You start with the regular cascade pattern and gradually work into making every throw over the top instead of under.
I still do a lot of windmilling. I’ll get there-I think.
We’ve been so busy moving that I’ve laid off juggling for a while. I’m sore in every muscle!
We’ve moved into a hotel for a couple of months while our new house is being built. I’ll get back into juggling shape soon!
I’ve been working on that shower juggle pattern for a year now. Progress is slow but a couple of days ago, I noticed it got better when I held my arms pretty rigidly within the pane of glass. You can still tell I tend to morph between a half shower and a full shower.
It’s also called a circle juggle because that’s sort of what it looks like.
I can do on average about 5-7 throws before I start dropping balls on my head. I notice also that as long as I stay in the pane and focus on the arc throw at the top of the arc, I can juggle the shower with pretty much any set of juggling balls.
I think the Svengoolie T-shirt gives me good luck.
Remember that Shrilling Chicken I tried to juggle a few days ago? Well, I got my revenge for the sore finger it gave me. This is the message to chickens who peck me.
Chicken, meet your juggler!
This time, I put on gloves along with my usual safety goggles to prevent further injuries from the satanic cluck-meister.
I guess I taught that bird a lesson.
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