The Bio-Vlog

“Sitting together at an upper-class night club is playboy Jim Flect, and Dr. Richard Drake. I hear you both have adventures of a different sort. If you would, please share them.” “Yeah” Jon,” Fleck says, “Rick and I went for a walk on a hiking…

Mime-Magician, Armando Lucero has joined the Lamb’s Players troupe. As we first meet, our interaction is initially tentative and non-committal. This is pretty much par for the course for me, since I try to keep a low profile because most of what I do is…

I expand my mind-control experiments by creating diverse exercises to force my brain to separate the movement of one hand from the other, so they can work independently of each other.  For example, I would draw an imaginary four pointed square in the air with…

I am hanging out with bartender Ed Houlihan, who says with an undertone of slyness, “I knew a Chicago magician who could roll two coins in opposite directions across the fingers of one hand.” I ask excitedly, “Wow that sounds great! How’d he do it?”…

First, I pick up a coin and determine which hand feels more comfortable doing the roll, and it is my right hand. But, because I want to do it with both hands, I place the half-dollar in the opposite left hand and begin the maneuver…

I like to hang out at a club in my home town, El Cajon, where Eddie Houlihan is the bartender and performs close up magic nightly. (Eddie has even performed at the world famous Hollywood Magic Castle.)  I sit at his bar with a free…

We interact as an engaged couple, and eventually, inexorably and impulsively, we canter to our wedding ceremony in May of 1974.  She joins the Lamb’s Players. As performers in a nonprofit theater company, we are what people call starving artists, and we are dirt poor.…

Weight training, performing and card play all have their satisfactions but there is still one thing missing, and that is a girl. Every guy needs a girl. One of my high school friends is Mary Cobbs. Mary has long, soft, copper-colored hair and brown eyes.…

Word gets back to Jim Blowers that the woman standing behind me noticed when I uncut the deck.  Is that true?” Jim asks me. “Were you cheating?” “No,” I lie. I don’t think Jim believes me, but I don’t care. In my mind it’s okay…

As I play, I’m thinking, “I hate drug dealers!” From a few hours of their marijuana smoking and (likely using other drugs) I notice how loosely the play is from the stoned, stupid-sounding gamblers, and I’m easily able to gather a pair or trips and…