Does this help?

It's tough being a magician; people think it's easy, but it's tough. For a start, just like comedians and singers, people think that the person that appears on stage is the person that comes off it. The 'me' in lights may be based on aspects of myself, but it is always an exaggerated, director's cut version of the actual me. I remember a girlfriend finding it very difficult to cope with the difference a deck of cards would make to my personality. At the flick of a switch I'd go from a shy and retiring quiet little boy, to the wonderkid centre of attention. And the thing I found, and still find, most difficult about it is that when the cards go away people still look at me with that horrible expectancy: Dance for us little Monkey, dance! The reason I mention all this is that the previous post mentioned my deliberations about the future of the blog, which, you'll be pleased to know, I've reconciled by thinking of the blog in the same way as my aforementioned stage work. Although this blog is about my experiences, feelings and outlook on life, it is all filtered through a lens to sharpen and brighten it up. I weed out the mundane, the daytime tv and the paperwork and leave you with the slightly more leftfield areas; those moments with a bit of an edge. I'm not trying to preach here, I'm just trying to say, friends, groupies, countrymen, please, I'm a normal guy really! I don't actually stalk every girl I see on the tube! I'm not really this shallow! So relax, set your mind at rest, and pretend I'm not the one following you home at night.