Simon Gavaskar

We search for petrochemical haze. But ironically, it is all around. Mr Takahashi has moved from rear to front. He is Young Man. Petrochemical haze partially eclipsed by stupid tree and stupid buildings. On right is snot soup. Lorcal delicacy. Mr Yoneta (red jacket) has eye on middle-age fox (MILF) in distance. "Irasshai, rashai, snot soup half-price, omeeeh." Lorcal delicacy. Condor sh@t on Condor egg. On right is distilled snot soup. Nikon XP2000 is in foreground. In background, chopsticks encroach upon condor sh@t. Mr Yoneta (red jacket) is dress like pillock. "Haha, Pentax?! Baka ja nai?" Nikon camera. Not Pentax. LOLL. Nikon XP2000 with lens protector cap off. Nikon XP2000 in quiet repose. Nikon XP2000 glass lens has reflective qualities. Serial Number 6484098378. Tora-san look 20 feet tall but it is optical illusion. He is standing in foreground. Standing very, very still.

We search for petrochemical haze. But ironically, it is all around. Mr Takahashi has moved from rear to front. He is Young Man. Petrochemical haze partially eclipsed by stupid tree and stupid buildings. On right is snot soup. Lorcal delicacy. Mr Yoneta (red jacket) has eye on middle-age fox (MILF) in distance. "Irasshai, rashai, snot soup half-price, omeeeh." Lorcal delicacy. Condor sh@t on Condor egg. On right is distilled snot soup. Nikon XP2000 is in foreground. In background, chopsticks encroach upon condor sh@t. Mr Yoneta (red jacket) is dress like pillock. "Haha, Pentax?! Baka ja nai?" Nikon camera. Not Pentax. LOLL. Nikon XP2000 with lens protector cap off. Nikon XP2000 in quiet repose. Nikon XP2000 glass lens has reflective qualities. Serial Number 6484098378. Tora-san look 20 feet tall but it is optical illusion. He is standing in foreground. Standing very, very still.

Is Adelaide near Darwin? If so, it is currently situated in Australia. This forii's poling options are bewildering to say the least. No amount of wind assistance is going to help the Adelaide Aardvarks negotiate their way any closer to mainland America. Although advobrium highs are expected in December.

You are mistaken. The ace of spades. Please look again.

That, my friend, is the ace of spades.

I have been working on my "pick a card, any card" routine. Would the next poster please select a card. Any card. Regards, - Simon

Good evening. Simon Gavaskar here. You can call me "Simon." All of my friends do. Thought I would avail myself of the technological capabilities of this forum to share my pictorial travel essay with you all. A fine day in sunny Calcutta. No corpses in the river Euphrates today. Javed pointing towards the river Euprates. Javed about to take his pole out. The black- finch. Perhaps considering nesting in this Twig Tree. In my estimation, a poor idea. The green-backed thrush (top left). It took me three days to push this tree over, to fashion a makeshift bridge to the other side. Unfortunately, my calculations were slightly askew and the bridge was approximately 400 metres too short. Javed laughed maniacally at my misfortune. Javed is still woefully addicted to marijuana cigarettes. The crocodiled ganges of the river Euphrates. Perhaps another ill-conceived bridge. Edit for language

Good evening. Simon Gavaskar here. You can call me "Simon." All of my friends do. Thought I would avail myself of the technological capabilities of this forum to share my pictorial travel essay with you all. A fine day in sunny Calcutta. No corpses in the river Euphrates today. Javed pointing towards the river Euprates. Javed about to take his pole out. The black- finch. Perhaps considering nesting in this Twig Tree. In my estimation, a poor idea. The green-backed thrush (top left). It took me three days to push this tree over, to fashion a makeshift bridge to the other side. Unfortunately, my calculations were slightly askew and the bridge was approximately 400 metres too short. Javed laughed maniacally at my misfortune. Javed is still woefully addicted to marijuana cigarettes. The crocodiled ganges of the river Euphrates. Perhaps another ill-conceived bridge. Edit for language

Good evening. Simon Gavaskar here. You can call me "Simon." All of my friends do. Thought I would avail myself of the technological capabilities of this forum to share my travel log with you all. You see, I had never been in an aeroplane before but my good friend Javed recently talked me into it. Our trip would take us from Darwin, Australia around Sumatra up through the islands then up to the barren snowy alps of Hokkaido in Japan. We would land for refuelling twice. And yes, Javed does have experience landing as well as taking off, if you please. We were accompanied by an escort craft flown by a seasoned and sober pilot named "Bruce" (from Sydney.) We remain indebted to him for taking time out from his busy Parramatta warehouse business to accompany us and take so many fine, fine photographs. We set off from Darwin International airport at 0800 hours. Crisp clear weather, we would surely make good time on this day! Taxiing out to our runway here. "Clean up on aisle 7." I needed to use the restroom quite badly at this juncture. At this point, to my slight distress, Javed began smoking a marijuana cigarette. Hope we're not running low on benzine. Old picture in my camera, either Darwin or the river Euphrates. Probably Darwin. Gave Javed a pretty stern talking to after this completely unnecessary show-off bank turn. Last thing we need are shattered flaggons of loquat wine sherry in the back. Headed North by North-West, Javed said. What with all the smoke in the cabin, I couldn't see a dashed thing. Over Darwin now, to the top right you can just make out Tanzania. Where eagles dare. That's our plane in the centre. To the right you can make out the horizon. Was so moved by this scenery that I had to nip back to the cargo hold to practise my five-fingered Hindu shuffle (I am an amateaur magician.) Whao! The contrails of a big old jet airliner. I think it's also traveling in the same airspace as we are, but at a higher altitude. "Special agent Jack Bauer, do you copy??" Passing over Dr Evils lair now. These are the Ganges rivers near Palembang, Sumatra. "Just another loquat sherrrrrry sunriiise." Up in the islands now. Hairy landing this one, we were both stewed to the gills on loquat sherry at the time. Javed SAID he learned Landing at flight school. Take-off the next day. It looks like we're going to hit that little tower but really we're not. It's a holiday in Cambodia! No need to pack a wife! Quite a heated discussion between Javed and I as to whether this island resembled the boot of Italy. Or course it does, Javed, you marijuana addict. On "Auto Pilot" now. AP that, Roger. Nose up, Javed, nose up! No time to be playing palm pilot now. So beautiful. It almost doesn't look real. At this stage I was remarking that I felt like James Boned.

quote: Originally posted by Simon Gavaskar: quote: Originally posted by Gerbert d'Aurillac:I have no real burning interest in teaching magic to amputees I don't understand. Why do they have to be amputees? And what happens when you perform the "pick a card, any card" trick... and they have no hand with which to pick the card? Awkward moment. - Simon.

I am embarrassed to report to the Forii Generalis that last night, after indulging in a good one and one thirds of a flaggon of loquat sherry with my good friend Javed, I hastily googled "magic forii" and rushed in to this forum labouring under the illusion this was a Magic forii. If Kampahlaa finds out about this, I fear for my dowry. Is Houdini a card manoeuvre named after its namesake? The Blumpkin? Salaam gave me a preciptiously blank look when I mentioned this "Blumpkin" to him. Regards, - Simon This time we are going to make it after all!

quote: Originally posted by Ishtar:Crowley referred to magic as a high art for achieving enlightenment and doing one

quote: I do remember playing Monte Ellis once. 3 cards or 5? Sounds Spanish. Not familiar with the "el torre". Similar to "libero"? Regards, - Roger.

quote: Originally posted by ST since 90:I liked the trick where a single small forward was selected, and all the Magic's money disappeared. Confusing stuff. Sounds a bit advanced for me. I'm just a beginner. Were they selected randomly from a crowd at a mall? Or craftily pre-arranged to be selected? Magic money? Salaam hasn't told me about this. I had a belittling enough time with the taking the "marked deck" malarkie a bit too literally. Salaam almost relieved himself in his trousers when I showed him that one. Back on topic please. 5-Card Monty. How does it go again?

Trying to get the hang of this one, my 12-year old son Salaam thought it would be a good addition to my magic repertoire (I am an amateur magician) google searched this magic forii and here I am, any pointers? Don't dally please, I'm using the free internet at the Jakarta airport lounge and sometimes the guards get a bit cross. Regards, - Roger.