I’ve always wanted to be able to juggle. When I was in college, I had a roommate who was an amazing juggler – he did devil sticks and four balls and all sorts of stuff. I could watch him for hours. But I never learned to juggle myself. So a couple of years ago, I decided to try it. I took some books out of the library, and bought some supposedly helpful books on-line, and went out and purchased a set of three leather balls specifically for juggling, and set out to, well, throw these balls spastically around my living room. I am, as far as I can tell, hopeless. I understand the principles, but I’m still in that Helen Keller phase; the lightbulb just hasn’t gone on yet. Read more »