it was breezy and drizzling today, so i went out to play yo-yo. i felt like taping a series of stalls that i like to do, partly to see how hard it would be to link them in a row and partly so as to have a bunch of them in one place to look back on and say 'oh yeah'. it wasn't very tough at all.
in this case, a 'stall' is just a still, intermediary hold where the yo-yo is not moving, but neither is it in your hand. with the exception of the very first one (the title), i never actually catch the yo-yo until the end.