Long day at the Psychic Fair

Long day at the Psychic Fair, a long afternoon of readings. I’d like to say that it was grueling, but it was sort of a slow day, for me. It was one of those days when I feel like I’m never on top of it at all. The only thing that seemed to flow was the lecture, it’s a variation on a theme, the same abbreviated class that I teach, done in the short format, and I try to fit it all in an hour long lecture. There’s always one person on the audience that’s fun to play with and it varies as to which sign it is. “Well, your reading was a lot more fun than mine,” suggested one person. Sure it was. It’s all in the attitude. It is possible to deliver the news with an upbeat and amusing style. More fun, too. And that’s what it’s all about. I was a bit panicked at the end of the day, I’ve been living out of a suitcase for so long that I forgot a number of things, spare flyers, a fresh stack of business cards, that new banner, and so forth. Dinner was really, in relative terms a sedate affair, but I was worried because I was, literally, in my backyard. Down in the hood, so to speak, a mere half mile or so east of the trailer park. Worried me being seen with a table full of “psychic readers.” Of course, in Austin, everyone pretty much fit in as normal.