Magic Castle in The grotesque metamorphosis of a Bi-Polar human into a Tri-polar monster.

One of my friends is a magician from Manhattan, and last night he invited me to The Magic Castle in LA.

It was pretty god damn amazing. I saw so many mind blowing tricks that, at a certain point, it kind of just started to feel familiar, like…magic just became my new reality.

It was cool going there with a magician because I got to meet a lot of the other magicians. I got to meet some world famous magicians and see I actually got to see the world’s most complicated card tricked, performed by its creator.

I can’t remember the name of the trick at the moment.
I can’t remember the name of the creator, either.

But…yeah, The Magic Castle was pretty damn cool.
I really should start going to LA more.

Just…the whole not getting home until after 3am thing sucks.

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I also hung out with Golnar yesterday, and it was a really great time. We just hung out in the sun and I taught her how to longboard while I just skated around and did some tricks until I got tired. She was seriously afraid to even get on the board when we first started, but within like 20 minutes she was full on riding it, so that was pretty cool. She was also super afraid of falling, and I told her that falling kind of feels good in a weird way and makes you feel alive. She was like, “Yeah, not everyone feels that way, Dane. Not everyone likes pain.”

Well…at one point she fell, because that’s kind of just a part of getting on a board.

I looked over at her, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.”

“How was it?”

“Not as bad as I thought it would be.”

“Do you kind of feel alive?”

”…yeah.”

She said I was a confusing teacher though because I kept teaching her how to do things “the right way” but I do everything the wrong way, so it was a lot of “do as I say, not as I do” kind of stuff. So…my bad. I think that’s probably why I’m not good at teaching music either, because I’m just kind of like…making shit up, so I don’t know how to translate that to other people. I mean, I took years and years of music theory, but I can hardly read music on a piano and I can’t read music for any other instrument. I can, however, teach art because I actually bothered to learn some of the rules in that particular area.

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Anyway.
That’s all.
I’m going to go now.
I love you.
-Dane