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Friday, March 13, 2009
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Just Two Regular Guys, Hanging Out In A Magic Shop

Assorted members of the Gang headed out to the Happy Valley this weekend for Kevtronic's bachelor party. The bp plan was to do a day long UMass nostalgia piss-up on Saturday. I hadn't been out there in a while so I decided to bus down to Northampton on Friday night to hang out with long time friend KAS. Fortunately, the AC on the Peter Pan bus was broken, so ... no wait - that's unfortunately. very. It probably approached 120 degrees inside the packed coach of about 75 people for the two hour ride. The windows were covered with condensation. Every five minutes or so someone would say something to the effect of "oh, this is ridiculous" or "it is so fucking hot in here I can't breathe". Thankfully, they have cold beer in Northampton, so everything worked out alright.
I was still a tad drunk on Saturday morning when J & J picked me up on their way into Amherst for the 10 AM tailgating party. Some beer and coffee kicked me into high gear for the UMass ass-kicking of Towson State. Which state is Towson? I don't know but they were in a state of disgrace by the time we got done with them. Go! Go U! Go U Mass! Go UMass! So anyways, blah blah blah we drank a lot and all of a sudden it was about 11 PM and we were hanging at one of the college bars in "downtown" Amherst. I don't know exactly how the conversation got here, but at some point our buddy was telling a story about the time he met Steve Martin:
"I was in Vegas at Ceasar's Palace and I was browsing in the magic shop, when I noticed Steve Martin was there too. I've always been a big Steve Martin fan. So then I'm thinking, here we are, just two regular guys hanging out in a magic shop --"
-- I stopped the story and asked him to repeat that last line. And that basically covers the rest of the night/weekend's conversation - variations on that line and unreasonable laughter.

Apparently, the story checks out. According to stevemartin.com, "after his family moved to Southern California from Waco, Texas, when he was 10, he just happened to move near Disneyland, where he started out in high school demonstrating magic tricks in the gift shop." Steve Martin, magician/regular guy.
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