Greetings all!My father was either terrified of me chopping of a limb, or was an evil genius, in that he forbade me to use an ax until I was about ten years old. The taboo made it irresistable - I'd sneak off to hone my technique, and then once I was allowed, I would happily chop for hours.
For whatever reason, though I often enjoying writing, I have a dreadful time doing it for the people who matter most - my customers! So I'll try to get some long over-due news up here on the blog.
My favorite outdoor gig last year for Ash was on the Family Stage at the Sausalito Art Festival, where he performed his show, "Ashkenazi the Pretty Good’s Kids & Jaded Adults Magic Show." Both and the audience members had a great time, and he did four shows over the two days that he was there.
That was also one of his last performances with that name: Americans have a hard time remembering or even saying his name, so the poor fellow has had his moniker reduced to the utterly utterable, "Ash K. the Pretty Good."
Here was his other unusual outdoor gig - with the other entertainers here, he was flown out on a private plane to a ranch to entertain guests for the day!
