My brother is in town today from Portland. A rare treat, indeed.
Last night we were hanging out at my house with two of our cousins, and my brother, Brendon, was engaging my cousin, Matt, in a card trick. He didn’t remember it very well, so he flubbed through a little. But ultimately he got it right, and it was actually pretty cool and a little mysterious.
Then I decided I’d do something ridiculous. I took the deck, fanned the cards out for Brendon to pick one. He did… then he showed it to Matt, and put it back, all while I was completely turned around. Then I gave him the deck, and told him to shuffle it. Then I told him to set it down and have Matt cut the deck. Then I picked the deck back up.
I don’t know any card tricks at all. I was just being stupid, thinking there’s a 1 in 52 chance that I’ll guess the card. If I’m wrong, I’ll tell them it was a total guess, and maybe I’ll get a chuckle. But if I’m right… they’ll be absolutely baffled at my magical prowess. So why not, right?
As I said, I picked the deck back up, and showed the bottom card to Brendon. It was the Ace of Spades. I asked him if that was his card. He said, “yeah.” I winced for a second, but tried to play it cool. I asked Matt if that was really his card. Blankly, he replied, “yeah, that was it.” And nobody said anything for a few seconds. “Don’t you want to know how I did it?” I asked. I was really waiting for somebody to be amazed… but they just kind of sat there.
“I don’t know any card tricks!” I said. “That was total random luck!” I couldn’t believe it had actually worked.
And that’s when they started to act amazed. People are so weird.