That joke doesn’t work unless one has flown back from the location in the first part of the joke but it is applicable in this case because we could not stop applauding like one of those monkeys that crash cymbals together until their battery wears out.
Our battery didn’t wear out until we got to our valet to drop off the car at our spacious Beverly Hills residence. The valet, known as Officer Mike, always helps us out of our car when we return because he thinks that protects the public in some way. Perhaps he is right. Also, perhaps he has the authority of the State of California to enforce his decisions and respect that authority.
Officer Mike said, “Stop clapping.”
We said, “Oh, are we still doing that?”
Officer Mike said, “Stop asking stupid rhetorical questions and get out of the car.”
Officer Mike was concerned because he felt it would be difficult to drive our vehicle while clapping so vociferously or at all.
In hindsight he was probably right.
We were clapping because we went to see the Lance Burton show. It was fantastic.
But it wasn’t just Lance Burton; it was Lance Burton and Friends. And what friends he has. Fielding West and Keith West performed magic as well. They were incredible as one would expect (and we are the “one” in that sentence even though we speak in the third-person).
We have never seen Mr. Burton more relaxed in his presentation and work with the audience. He is always great with kids and this show was over the top. He asked for “four or five” kids to join him on stage for the Vanishing Birdcage and was soon sharing the platform with closer to twenty-five kids; many of whom helped to hold the soon to be disappearing bird cage right before their astonished eyes.
There are great magic show and then there are shows that one will never forget. This was the latter. As he travels with his friends, make the trip to see him. You will thank yourself and perhaps think fondly of us for urging you to go.