Magic, Ducks, and Farts.

So this world famous magician has come to do a stint in Vancouver and E has been working to set the show up. He also got show call, which means that all day, he stands around at the Queen Elizabeth Theatre during performances and tries to look able to spring into action at any time.

It’s pretty boring, as Mr. Copperfield has a lot of people to do stuff for him, and E, like the rest of the local crew, doesn’t have much to do. I guess the people who do the cooking for the crew recognize the ennui of the local crew, so they feed them all a lot of delicious, rich food every three hours or so. Not bad.

E had to sign a waiver to say he wasn’t going to talk about any ‘trade secrets’ he saw there, and so far, he has been true to his word. However, I have discovered one or two useful tidbits of David Copperfield-related information.

1) Mr. Copperfield is a quiet guy. He walks around backstage and is completely un-Diva-like. Oh. And he swore when one of the ducks pooped on him.

2) There are ducks. They poop a lot. Mr. Copperfield vanishes them and makes them reappear, and so perhaps the poop is a nervous incontinence thing. I don’t know, but if I were to be repeatedly vanished and then re-appeared through magic, I, too, would have a measure of gastric distress.

3) If the crew has to fart, they go beside the duck cage. Then when they toot, the ducks think they are quacking, and they quack back. So far, the local crew has bonded much better with the ducks than with Mr. Copperfield.

2 Comments to “Magic, Ducks, and Farts.”

  1. By Deb, January 21, 2007 @ 7:45 pm

    I have to try this out and fart next time I see some ducks!

  2. By Liz, January 21, 2007 @ 7:50 pm

    You have to be close enough to the ducks. Otherwise people can tell it’s you farting and not a duck noise.

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