The Bums

Emily and I just got back from an fun little lunch, we walked down to the 3rd street promenade, an open air street mall, to have lunch. The place is always filled with bums, well crazies actually. None of these people are down on their luck, they are recently released from the asylum in Venice since there isn't enough government funding to take care of them all. Anyway, after lunch we stopped to watch these two street musicians, one was playing guitar and the other a cello and singing, it was sort of like a Damien Rice or Once type of vibe, just beautiful music. Apparently one of the bums thought so too, he began an interpretive dance. He was actually quite good, maybe that's what he did before he went crazy? He was kicking and jumping and on the ground striking poses, just your typical modern/interpretive dance, and then he took a piece of his french bread, broke it and the pigeons came flocking as he dispersed it into the air like he was bursting into life. Anyway it was pretty awesome. Also there is a huge magic store Parker, do you still do magic?