I am really excited. I mean REALLY EXCITED.
I recently subscribed to a service that emails me upcoming events in Sydney (seriously, you should do this too). I almost fell off my seat when I saw that The Illusionists 2.0 was coming to town! That’s right! A magic show!
I mean who doesn’t like magic?? You are lying if you say that you don’t get aroused by the arcane arts.
Remember the old “looks like I’m pulling my thumb off” trick?? What about the “I’ll make this card disappear, but it’s really behind my hand trick”?? Or my personal favourite, the “look at me gobbling an unimaginable number of ping pong balls, but I’m really only using the one ball” trick.
The thing is…I’m now so hyped thinking about this that I’m using “magic” in everything that I do. My classmates will ask how I finished that exam so fast and I’ll say “through maaagic”.
My housemate and I will go shopping and I’ll question if the regular beans we see are in fact “not maaaagic beans”, and give him the one raised eyebrow look.
I’ll sneak in the word “magic” when I speak to lecturers:
Lecturer: Well the answer to your question is quite simple really.
Me: Is it? Well that’s magical.
Lecturer: No really, it’s just simple mathematics.
Lecturer: Mathematics merely follows simple rules of engagement.
Me: Don’t you just love the magic of maths?
Me: So it’s not like you can magically get the right answer?
Lecturer: Stop saying magic.
Like he doesn’t love magic? Really? The point is, don’t we all want to believe in a little bit of magic?