Day 1 Guess what, Diary? I'm a magician!!! That's right. I went into a Magic Shop on 8th Street this morning and told Jeff, the guy that owns the shop, about the guy I saw in the bar last week. This magician guy was doing tricks. He had me take a card and sign it. Then he asked me to take my shoe off. I did. He reached in and pulled out my card, which was all folded up and junk. I told him it was a lame trick and he just kinda shrugged and walked away. Actually, I thought it was kinda cool but the magician guy was obviously hitting on the girl I wanted to take home that night. (She didn't go home with either of us that night though. So we're even.) I told Jeff to sell me the trick where you have someone sign a card and then you pull it out of a shoe. He told me he doesn't sell that trick in particular but he does have it in a book. I asked him if he'd show me the book. He did but it was all shrink wrapped and stuff. What's more is he wanted $60 for the book. What a thief. Jeff told me that it was a pretty complicated trick (I think that's the word he used) and he said I should try something easy at first. I told him all I had was $10 and he said I could become a magician for $10. "Really?" I said. He said yes and then he showed me this real cool trick with a blue vase and a red ball. He took the top off this vase and there's a red ball. Then he took the ball and put it in his pocket and covered the vase up again. He snapped his fingers and the ball was BACK!!! Wait. It gets even better. Then he covered up the ball again, snapped his fingers, and the ball was gone. It was back in his pocket. I bought the trick. It cost me $8. I took it home and practiced it. I showed the trick to my Mom and she thought it was neat. Tonight I'm taking it to the bar. I hope that magician is there this time. I'll kick his butt!