I’m a better Juggler than you are. I’m a better juggler than any of your friends, better than your Uncle Fred. You’ve seen better, but this ain’t the circus. If you Juggle at all, you can do a spastic 3 Ball Cascade, but you couldn’t pick a 3BC out of a lineup.

 I purchased my set of professional juggling balls several years ago. I had planned to drive down to Oregon and buy a set from a store called Serious Juggling. I called the proprietor, and he said they would be closed for the weekend because he was driving up to Seattle for a Juggle Festival. It was ten o’clock at night when I pulled into the parking lot of Hawk’s Prairie. I sat and fiddled with the radio while waiting for my rendezvous.

  My contact pulled up beside me, strong wrists gave him away. We got out and made introductions, then walked to his trunk. He looked around furtively and popped it. Rows of colored delight, spheres of every flavour, clubs with glittery handles. He grabbed a set of Todd Smith’s and launched into a frenzied bastardized Claw/Mill’s mess. I opted for a set of Absolute Circus’ in green/black vinyl, and some Ruby’s in corduroy.

 CASH