I'm Signing Up For Classes Tomorrow!

tonight i went to watch an alvin ailey dance theater performance. well i watched most of it, except for the parts that were blocked by some woman's head, bopping back and forth. i almost knocked her in the back of the head. then i thought to myself, i need to be more like her. she obviously doesn't care whether or not those behind her see what is going on, as long as she catches every move (including those in the wings). and of course that head would appear just when things got interesting. one moment i am watching the most incredible physique ever ever, did i say ever? and then next thing i know all i see is fuzzy silhouette.

at a moment like this, i wish i wish i wish i could draw like oscar because not even my thousand words will come close. but you know that's not going to stop me from blabbing...

honestly, i didn't get the first piece - the music had my mind drifting but when pas de duke started, i was all there. from 'such sweet thunder' through 'old man's blues' i was wishing i was in a club, dancing with a partner and looking like i actually know what i am doing on the dance floor. then we were taken to an enchanted forest in existence without form. i was thinking druids (maybe because i had just done a puzzle and 10 across was droid). as the blurb in the playbill said, it really did fuse classical elegance with contemporary action and poetic lyricism.

finally the piece that made me pick that night. i had read about it and convinced my friend to pick tonight because if it. she leaned over and said "this better not disappoint" and, whew, i didn't. the golden section totally rocked, or should i say disco'd? lovely lovely lovely. uplifting (with lots of lifts - i did say disco, right?). gyrations. and, naturally, lots of fuzzy silhouette.

i tell you this, fuzzy silhouette better be on its knees thanking god that it is still connected to neck and body.