We know a pro when we see one

by Brian McKim & Traci Skene on April 8th, 2006


We were entering the building where we’re staying this weekend, a high-rise apartment tower just off the downtown, when we spotted him. He was pristine, he was in good shape, he was far too good-looking to be just a street bird. “That there is a professional,” said the Male Half of the Staff to the Female Half. (The Male Half can spot a fellow professional entertainer, an artist, when he sees one. “He belongs to someone… a magician or something.”)

We inquired at the tower’s front office, just inside the front doors, off the lobby. “Do you have any magicians living in this building?” we asked. Connie, the building GM, said, “You mean the pigeon? They released a bunch of doves at the Dragons game last night. (The local minor league baseball team, a Cincinatti affiliate has a stadium just off the center of the city.) We called the Dragons office and they told us he’d fly home as soon as he got hungry.”

Well, it’s day three, and he’s still hanging around. We have dubbed him “Dave” (after Dave Chappelle), because he has chosen to walk away from what must have been a lucrative show business deal… and he lives in Dayton. Stay tuned.

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