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save on computer at home, I am sure I can make one of these!
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Next:
Mongolian BBQ with Polys last nite. Gave the banner to bryce &
angela. was seated down with the suck people--fat loudmouth know-it-
all bitch and her fat beardy husband who thought it was funny to talk
in that fake-asian "Oh so solly" voice at an asian restaurant, and
their fairly well-behaved sprog. Ironic moment of the evening: daddy
hands baby a piece of flatbread and advises her to take small bites &
remember to chew, as he and his wife snarfed their food without doing
much of either.
At my right were Andre and Kili. Andre is OK. Kili is self-involved &
boring. nattered about stuff nobody else at the table really
understood except Andre, bla bla.
I went over to say 'bye' to bryce & apple at the other end of the
table & give 'em the banner, and of course Kili had to come over and
start monopolizing. So I say bye, and this bitch who had only said
enough to me to introduce herself, said "Bye,sweetheart," or some
other sort of endearment in this tone that implied a closeness that
was NOT there. Stupid bitch.
Ah well,I guess there are some jerks among the polys. So much for my
theory that there were only smart cool people.
J arrived just as I was leaving (this is curly haired poly dude,
not SIL's dildo) and I hugged him hi & bye. He is a good hugger.
Then off to see the bellydancing. It was wayyy cool. Great fun. Lots
of energy. Z Helene was in fine form & the other dancers were
wonderful, too. Last night's performance was 'Iron Chef'- type
dancing: each dancer would get a theme shouted from the audience &
have to incorporate the theme into her dancing. We
had 'Dawn', 'Midnight', 'Balance', an extremely erotic 'Fire', and
the very silly, but very well done, 'Vampire Martini' where two words
shouted from two audience members simultaneously caused hilarity
among the drummers & Z. Andriana danced 'Vampire Martini' quite ably,
and managed to incorporate both grace & slapstick humor into her
performance. I think that is a mark of greatness: to be so good at
what you do, so confident in your abilities that you can make fun of
yourself and be willing to look foolish in front of people, who will
be laughing with you the whole time. There is a lesson there for
Perfectionist Me to take to heart, I think.
It was a really good night. I sat in the front row for the 2nd half,
and at the finale, Z tapped on me with her zils. That was kind of
cool. I also got to play with the fringe of beads on her hips at one
point earlier in the show, when she was dancing as "Mata Harley" (the
audience suggestions did get silly there towards the end).
She was shaking her butt near me,so I acted like I was going to
spank. She said "It's OK to hit me" so I patted her butt a couple
times, getting the bugle beads all sliding thru my fingers. It was
way cool.
I just love bellydance costumes. . .