A mindless tirade from the say-all do-all completely insane magician himself.

"Banned" Together

I'm not sure why, but today I was banned from yet another magic forum.  It's not like I particularly care, but this seems to be for no reason at all.  Did I just win the buzzword bingo?

I could always just make a stage name and become "super popular" with that name instead, but I really like my name (so does Disney, apparently).  

Anyway, I'll be in Las Vegas a couple of weeks.  It'll be fun to see a lot of other performers and a few great friends again.  I'm actually only going to shoot promo shots for people, but I might drop by WMS once, just to see what I'm missing.

Also, there is a fun entry on my other magic blog.  If you know where it is, it's worth a read...
The official rant and rave and general musing location of Aaron Stone. Half crazed and completely, hilariously unpredictable, he needs a place to keep his thoughts, so they don't keep him.
Aaron Stone

Covert Operations

I now have more domains and "TragicCafe" usernames than they could ever track down.


On a totally different note, I'm going to be teaching classes out of my apartment again!  I'm listed as an instructor on BetterFly, a tutor website, specifically under the category of "Magic Instruction." This makes me happy..

Also, I wrote out an entire script for my McDonald's magic show.  It should be rather hilarious.  Video to follow after I move...
The official rant and rave and general musing location of Aaron Stone. Half crazed and completely, hilariously unpredictable, he needs a place to keep his thoughts, so they don't keep him.
Aaron Stone

Special Delivery

One of my favorite memories of the road [wow does that sound cliché] is from Colorado.  We were stopped for the night at a truck stop, in between two huge mountains.

1. Noun · In this case, mountains does not refer to breasts.

I google'd Domino's and convinced the guy to accept directions instead of an address.
It's kinda odd, having pizza delivered to a tour bus with your name on it.
But very fun to describe to people over the phone.

It's also fun to play "emotionally sensitive drama queen." I walked into a truck stop, while the crew is filling up the diesel, the cashier says, "So who's Aaron Stone?"  I looked insulted, and walked out.  While the crew inside calmly explained "he's a magician, miss, a damn good one -- and you're lucky he just walked away after a comment like that."

It's nice to feel like a rockstar once in a while.
Even when you're really not.

Having pizza delivered to the bus is certainly something I don't mind bragging about.
The official rant and rave and general musing location of Aaron Stone. Half crazed and completely, hilariously unpredictable, he needs a place to keep his thoughts, so they don't keep him.
Aaron Stone