once again, relying on a plucky banjo tune to carry the video

(Heh, get it?  Plucky?  Banjo...plucky...Okay, fine.)

As promised, here are some video clips from my most recent hoop class:

I have no particular comment, except that my friend Diane calls the skill at 0:20 "open for business."  To which I say: some people should get their minds out of the gutter.

Although...she has a point.  Most aerial skills aren't renowned for their modesty.

Also, the little drop which Marina spots (why does she look so nervous, I wonder?) is supposed to look that way.  I mean, I didn't just fall off the top part of the hoop, in case you were wondering.

Oh!  And!  This was filmed with my very own camera.  (It's ridiculously simple to use.  I'm reasonably sure a chimpanzee could operate this thing.  Or a dolphin, if it had thumbs.)  No longer do I have to beg other people to film me!  I've started filming myself while I train, which means that now I do my act over and over and over and then I go home and I watch it over and over and over.  And take notes!  Ahh, circus.  Without you, I might be forced to go outside and interact with other people.