illusionist
Showman David Blaine has become the talk of the town. It's nothing spectacular really, just that everyone is talking about it and you feel the need to participate in his event. So weeks ago me and HY were bored enough to pay homage to the man in the glass box over Thames. A small crowd was there already, some were yelling out his name to get Blaine's attention, others were simply looking. Well, that's the much milder sort. We've got people throwing eggs and smelly fish before. So what can he possibly do up there? I saw him reading a book, picking his nose, whilst cuddling up in his grubby blanket--nothing special. Friend Pepe actually got the chance to see him pee, a silky flow of liquid draining down from the sky, not something of divine taste. HY forwarded me a picture of Blaine jerking off, but that's a different story. Anyways, many others, like me, were taking photos. However, cell phone cameras seem to be the in thing. It was a windy day and we left shortly, waited till HY went to his lecture.