Monday, April 25, 2005
Gone Camping with Jugglers
I'll be back on Wednesday with lurid tales of living amongst bugs, brushing dirt off my food before eating it, and sleeping on the ground with just a little bit of canvas propped up over me.
And jugglers. Camping and jugglers, an unnatural pairing that just gets better every year it is attempted. (Here is some publicity for the juggling convention from a couple years ago, I guess it's outgrown the need to advertise since then.)
We aren't exactly a juggling family, but I can keep 3 balls airborn for about 20 seconds. We can also juggle three kids, two jobs and eight laundry baskets all at the same time.
If you really, really liked this -- or even really, really hated it -- there's lots more:
And jugglers. Camping and jugglers, an unnatural pairing that just gets better every year it is attempted. (Here is some publicity for the juggling convention from a couple years ago, I guess it's outgrown the need to advertise since then.)
We aren't exactly a juggling family, but I can keep 3 balls airborn for about 20 seconds. We can also juggle three kids, two jobs and eight laundry baskets all at the same time.
