As y'all know, I'm moving out to the Bay Area soon. I'm out this week on a business trip and I brought my juggling stuff with me. Last night I went to the Castro Valley Jugglers club, which meets at a BART (San Francisco's subway/train) station out in the east bay. It was, um, different and actually kind of fun. They claimed it was a light night for them, but there were 6 of us there. And this, despite the fact that it was about 45 degrees outside and it was lightly raining. I mean it was not my favorite juggling venue, and I was terrified of my club rolling into a big lugie that someone had previously spit onto the ground, but it was kind of bizarrely charming. It certainly proves what Alex has found from running a club in Bryant Park: If you hold your club somewhere where people typically congregate or pass through, you can build a club quickly.
It was good to see a fairly strong group of jugglers after I had a very unpleasant shock on Sunday at the Circus Center in SF only to be told that the club was no longer in operation. WTF. That was not good.
Well, I got up at 4 AM this morning to ride the BART train from SF to Berkeley to go practice at the YMCA out there. It was f-ing SWEET. A very nice Y. My juggling was so-so, and I actually listened to my first conference call for work while juggling during my practice.
See you all next week hopefully. Hopefully on Tuesday.