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I just got this from Sabrina, concerning belly dancing at the Middle East:

Dear Dancers,

I regretfully must inform you all that, effective immediately, due to the economic situation, the management has decided to discontinue belly dancing as we have had it on Sunday and Wednesday evenings and will be replacing the entertainment on those nights with other kinds, of which it seems not yet certain of what that will be.

This is my last and saddest email to you from this yahoo group, which I am now dismantling.

Thank you for being your beautiful dancing selves!


Words cannot express how awful this is. The Middle East was synonymous with continuity in the dance scene in Boston. We all had our occasional complaints and issues, but it felt like bedrock nonetheless. And I don't know where beginning dancers will get their restaurant experience. How much could the nights have cost them? Why not cut back to just one night, why cut both?

Fuck. Guess I don't have to keep working on my set for this Sunday...
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It seems to be the thing to be doing, so my 2009 in a handful of points:
  • started 2009 with my foot still in pretty wretched shape, but by Feb or March the alcohol injections finally killed off that nerve in the ball of my foot, and slowly I've come to be able to count on my feet to be there for me once again.  I still have some resculpting to do (that's really how it feels, like I am rebuilding the way my ankles and feet work) and I'm still not 100 percent pain free but I'm optimistic that to a large degree I can change what nature and nurture dealt me and have strong functional feet again.
  • lost a fair amount of weight but more importantly gained a lot of strength in my legs and core.  I feel I have a lot more power in my movements now, whether it's dance or yoga or just daily activity.  I like this and I am determined to keep it.  It's hard work but it's rewarding.  On a related note, with the exception of the last two weeks or so, I've been happy with the diet I've created for myself--not diet in the sense of weight loss program, but diet in the sense of well rounded nutrition, food that tastes good and sustains me. 
  • Danced in a variety of different venues, and in the process have been sounding out what is important to me as a dancer in terms of my goals and ideals.  Definitely a work in progress, some lessons are not always so pleasant, but it's part of being an artist.
  • Lost my ferret Ianto, but that was tempered by being so glad that we were able to give him a good loving home in the evening of his life.  He was such a sweet fellow, with his little Ianto prancing walk.  And his loss meant that we were in the right place at the right time to give a home to Edgar, who is quite the endearing character and brings us much joy.  Little Sisiutl has stayed a constant, deepening her bonds with me and welcoming the new guy along with us.
  • Got a Zipcar membership and started driving regularly again, for the first time since 1995 or so.  It's been very freeing and liberating, and nowhere near as scary as I thought it would be.  I've enjoyed driving a variety of different cars through Zipcar, and I've equally enjoyed not having the responsibility of car ownership.
  • Took the kind of plunge I'd been promising myself I would do for *years* and applied for a new job which represented a step up in my career--and got it!  The whole process went so smoothly it was like a dream, and clearly meant to be.  I'm very happy in the new job, while grateful for all that I learned in the old job.  Executive Assistant may not seem like a glamorous or important sort of career, but trust me, all your companies, non-profits, universities, etc would fall down without talented and intelligent people providing structural support.
  • Held Raks Spooki IV--I can't believe it has now happened four times!  I made a leap of faith that the market was still there even in this economy and moved to a larger theatre, and my faith was pretty justified.  Lots of thoughts for how to run next year's!  As always, the variety of creativity and talent on display in the show was humbling to me as the organizer.  I'm very proud to be able to put on this show.
  • Bought an iPod Classic, which seems like a small thing, but I am loving it so it bears mentioning.
  • Set in motion the process of renting regular studio space in a quiet place, something I have been deeply craving for a long time.  The studio is part of a small artists' community and I am excited about the synergy of that as well.
For 2010, I essentially just want to keep on track with the things I've been doing well.  I need to be a little better with keeping up with foot exercises.  I am really looking forward to utilizing that studio time.  We will have our tenth wedding anniversary in 2010.  I want to get out to more concerts, live music of any style that strikes my eclectic fancy.  I definitely want to travel outside of the Boston area for dance workshops more often.  I want to keep learning more about mixology, and get brave enough to start making drinks up, drinks that actually taste good.  In the end, perhaps none of those things are individually that important, but in sum they equal the process of building my life onward and upwards, improving what I can and accommodating what I can't.

Happy New Year, everybody!  May the triumphs and joys of the past year continue to sustain you, and may those you have lost live on as beautiful memories within.
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SYTYCD, not much here as I'm busy at work )

Loved the technical focus in Najmat's class last night--it was one of those classes with lots of ah ha! moments. Nothing new per se but executed with more thoughtfulness. Time to retrain muscle memory, again...
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  • Sissy continues to do well.  Her belly was shaved for her ultrasound, and so we can literally see her tummy starting to fill out again.  Ianto is chugging along too.  Both of them were frisky and affectionate this morning, which makes it awfully hard to go to work ;-)
  • Why did I never before know how awesome foundation brushes are?  I bought one recently for my stage foundation, which is rather thick and wasn't going on well with the sort of sponge I usually use, but I will now use it for my every day foundation too.
  • I want to arrange my own belly dance intensive for myself by taking a week off and assigning myself a different batch of DVDs every day.  I've got all these wonderful DVDs that I never have the time to work with, and others that I'm interested in buying.  I think the only way to get to work with them is to make the time. 
  • On a side note it is increasingly frustrating not to have my own studio space in the apartment.  Some nights I get home from work and I feel inspired to work on dance all night, but I really can't, not without exiling M from the living room, which usually means he'll play guitar in the study, but even with the guitar on headphones, the strings still make enough noise that it's really distracting and the general circumstances are enough that it makes it harder to concentrate.  It's a no win situation.
  • I usually don't mention fiction books that I am reading here because I go through genre like junk food, but I came across an author recently who bears noting:  Mark Del Franco, who in his Connor Grey series writes about an alternate present in which the land of the Fae collided with the world as we know it in the 1900s and profoundly affected socio-political history ever since.  Best of all, the series takes place largely in Boston, so there's that thrill of recognizing familiar places.  There's one section about downtown in the middle of the night that is just perfect.  The Fort Point Channel area is a huge Fae ghetto in his books.  The hero is a Druid, so a Fae sort of human, who has fallen in some particular ways that I will not spoil and as a result earns his living consulting with a local cop on cases involving Fae.  It reminded me a bit of the Dresden File books, only much, much better written.  Totally recommended and I'm looking forward to reading more.
  • That Ron Moore pilot-without-a-show Velocity is airing tonight on Fox.  Oh Fox, why do you treat genre so badly when it has done so much for you?
  • Weeding last night in the garden revealed a hitherto unknown bumper crop of mint.  I see mint juleps in my future, say 8 or so hours from now!  I also found much parsley scattered all over the place, which is odd--it's never grown well for me, and now all of a sudden it's everywhere, even popping up between the cracks in the concrete front steps.  Tis not mine to wonder why, tis but mine to make chimichurri later this season!
  • I got nuthin on the recent celebrity deaths, except to say that I am of an age where of course I wanted to be a Charlie's Angel when I grew up, so that makes me a bit sad.
  • dark chocolate Reeces Peanut Butter Cups are evilly addictive.
  • June was a month of intense extremes of good and bad.  I won't be sorry to leave it behind.
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From today's American Cancer Society benefit in Salem, hosted by PURE and Phoenix Avathar. All improv, I only picked the music two weeks ago :)

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Long weekend.  In sum:

  • some amazing horse racing, in both the Kentucky Oaks and the Kentucky Derby.  Though whoever texted me right after the Derby to comment on the race, don't ever do that again, as you shouldn't talk about race results before you are sure the other party has seen the race!  I appreciated that in the Derby broadcast there was some discussion of the issues facing horse racing--drugs, track surfaces, breeding, etc--and both what steps have already been taken and what needs to be done.  It sounds like there is at least some industry support for a national commissioner of horse racing, much like baseball has, to provide consistent regulation across the country.  Good!
  • Had fun as usual at Amira Jamal's student recital.  Stressful getting there, thanks to closed subway stations, but we eventually got there.  The Framingham space is really quite nice, nicer than the one at BU.  I felt like my solo was okay, probably better in class the week before, but I was happy with my connecting with people in the audience.  That Ranya Renee has changed my life, I tell you.  Our Rakset Kitty... well, we had fun, hopefully the audience was somewhat entertained.  As was commented later, it looked like we all knew most of the choreography, but we all knew it with our own interpretation and didn't look like a cohesive group.  There was also the point where P and I found ourselves face to face, when we both should have been facing the same direction--all we could do was laugh and keep on going.  The video should be amusing.
  • Stayed up too late on Saturday night drinking mint juleps and then absinthe.  Oops!  Highlight of the evening was driving with M and fudjo doing impersonations of the B-52s' Fred Schneider singing Nine Inch Nails and Ministry songs.  Seriously, the man really ought to make a "Fred Schneider's Greatest Industrial Hits" album, it would be brilliant.
  • Had lots of fun at a bridal shower on Sunday eating too much cheese and chocolate and chips and watching the excellent movie Jadhaa Akbar.
  • Later on Sunday, I caught a fantastic documentary on the PBS Independent Lens series, Na Kamalei:  The Men of Hula.  It was about a men's hula school/troupe that has been around for over 30 years.  It was founded in the 70s when the native Hawaiian movement was starting to take off and native Hawaiians were reclaiming their own heritage from the Western and Japanese controlled tourist kitch it had been reduced to.  At the same time, the men who wanted to dance were fighting stereotypes about men who dance, made even worse in the dominant cultures' eyes by the soft fluid gestures of hula.  All that alone would have been fascinating, but the program also delved into what dance meant personally to the men who did it, especially since the troupe was made up of men of all different ages and sizes, not just the young and athletic types most other modern male troupes had.  This should be sounding pretty familiar to the belly dancers on the flist.  Beautiful program, I highly recommend it.
  • Minor seizure by Ianto on Sunday morning :-(  But I remind myself that the vet did say it would take a week for the new medication to become fully effective, and it won't have been a week until Wednesday night.  And it was minor.  I continue to watch and nurture, as always.
  • Awful nightmare last night about finding a decapitated head inside my apartment's walls.  It stared through me and slowly B L I N K E D.  I closed up the walls and tried to pretend it wasn't there, but I knew it was a lie.  My only hope was that it wouldn't notice we were there.  Wolves were howling outside but it turned out to be the television.
Feels strange not to have Amira Jamal's dance class tonight.  OTOH it feels kind of good to know I can go grocery shopping at the beginning of the week and then go home and eat real food and go to bed at a reasonable hour.
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Four hours with Ranya Renee have changed my dancing--performing at the workshop show and again today at a nursing home there was already a difference.  I feel like am breaking through to a new place, the butterfly starting to flex her wet cramped wings wondering what comes next, feeling how all these different new parts work together and becoming aware of the currents of air around her, that might lift her up so that she can rise and soar.

more later when I am somewhat recovered from the weekend.  Now, a cocktail and dinner.
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Took today off from work and I am very glad I did.  I slept about 12 hours last night.  On decongestants I feel nearly normal (though I am starting to get somewhat perturbed by how long this illness is lasting).  And I'm not anywhere near as sore today as I thought I would be, though dance class tonight will still be interesting.  As will be getting there in the pouring rain.

Usually I never see these things until it is too late, but I think I was the first person to jump on Michelle Joyce's offer of a free copy of Ballet for Belly Dancers on Bhuz.  Her post is in The Rest, if other bhuzzers are interested.  The trailer looks really good.  I'm not particularly interested in ballet as such but it looks like a good series of exercises and very complimentary to the way I dance.  Many of the dancers I am influenced by have ballet training and I think it shows indirectly in my dancing, so getting some of that training directly would be helpful.  Yousry Sharif mentioned yesterday that when he was taking folkloric dance classes as a child and adolescent, the students all took ballet classes as well, not to learn to perform ballet but for the training and conditioning it provided.  So, I'm rather excited to get my free DVD.

Another thing Yousry said yesterday, when asked about it, was that in his mind what makes a great dancer is "knowledge and hard work."  I want to write that out all fancy-like and frame it and hang it up on the wall.

Dollhouse continues to improve, I'm glad to see.  I found myself really caring about Victor and Sierra this last episode.  Also, I will be very annoyed if Sarah Connor Chronicles is cancelled.  It's good stuff.
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I do not believe there is a muscle in my body that does not ache and I have definitely set myself back in recovering from this plague, but it was entirely worth it!  As another dancer observed yesterday, Yousry's incorporating a lot more Modern Cairo style into his choreographies, while still maintaining that distinctive Yousry Sharif flair.  It's not always what I would choose to do as a dancer, but I loved the opportunity to learn his choreography and gain some insight into how he puts movements together.  The workshop was both a physical and mental challenge, and exactly what I didn't know that I was longing for right now.  Class is great every week, DVDs are wonderful, but there is nothing like the intensive bootcamp experience of a challenging workshop with a true master.

Also saw Lola's new studio in Pawtucket, RI on Saturday night and had a great time there.  I would not have thought I had any dance left in my body, but the band was so amazing that I could not stay seated (Mitchell, and drummer George starts-with-an-R who is about the best I've heard in Boston).  Nepenthe did what I thought was one of her best performances ever, really feeling the music, and I finally got to see Lola dance.  I'd like to see more of her, she's got it going on.  Other performances were enjoyable as well, as was all the company.

I think I will sleep until 4pm tomorrow, dreaming of cross steps and khaleegi and kanouns.
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This looks amazing--it's just a rough cut of some of the footage from the upcoming documentary Aziza! about the history of Middle Eastern music and dance in Boston.

Aziza! is a new documentary profiling the history of belly dance in the Boston area as it has evolved and thrived in the social scene of the Lebanese, Armenian and Greek communities that have settled here since the early 1900s.

The first Middle Eastern restaurant in the United States - Club Zahra - opened in Boston in 1952. Because of the similarities in culture, cuisine and social life, the Lebanese, Armenian, and Greeks began mingling at each other's restaurants. From the 1950s through the 1980s you could see belly dancing and hear live ethnic music seven nights a week at a number of venues throughout the Greater Boston area - a phenomenon unique in the U.S.

In the same band you might see both the Middle Eastern oud and the Greek bouzouki, while the guests danced the Lebanese dabke, Armenian line dances, and the Greek zembekiko, a male bonding/drinking dance. They threw money like rain on the entertainment. The musicians and dancers carried off their tips in dish buckets.

Aziza! offers a unique perspective on how three ethnic groups intermingled socially, and how nightlife played a vivid role in the immigrant experiences of these communities.

Can't wait for more! Donations towards the filming costs can be made here.
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I'm so excited to go dance--in the interests of saving the living room light fixture from being smashed by my cane, as very nearly happened this weekend, I've rented space at the Dance Complex tonight, and words cannot even express how much I am looking forward to being able to *move* without worrying about breaking stuff or knocking classmates over or tripping over waiters.  The sunlight and longer days have me feeling expansive.

Worked more on traveling arabesque steps in Najmat's class last night, the same step combo that broke a classmate's toe last week (well, her falling broke her toe, it's just what we happened to be doing at the time.  careful with long flowing pants!).  It went a lot better for me this week, although I've made the discovery that as a result of all the ball of the foot issues I seemed to have totally shifted to turning on my heel on my left foot all the time, which a) makes arabesques just not happen and b) can't be all that good for me.  Whoops.  Definitely something to work on.
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I do not like the redesign of Gilded Serpent's front page *at all*.  First of all, it's tacky to let the viewers clearly see that the ads take up an equal amount of real estate to the content.  Secondly, I do not like the keyword method of describing what's in each article.  It's boring and doesn't inspire me to click on any of them.  Finally, I really miss having the posting date next to the article title, because that's how I kept track of whether I had read something or not.  This will be especially annoying now that the articles and reviews are listed in separate areas.

I appreciate a desire to update the look and make it sleeker, but this is not good.
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Mr Wilson kept the otter safe and warm in his mailbag as they went on their tour of central Scotland

Less randomly, Farida Fahmy has some new content on her website, most excitingly an announcement of a book about her and Reda:  Daughter of Egypt, by Marjorie Franken.  I've already contacted the author to find out how to order my copy.

I think public schools were cancelled today, which seems a bit silly given the weather, but perhaps they were worried about everything freezing over by the time the schools let out.  At any rate it meant the roads and trains were empty, so I made it to work in under 45 minutes, pretty much a record I think.  I remembered to bring a lunch so I won't have to venture out later.  I think it will be quiet in the office today, but that's okay, I'll get stuff done.

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During a rare quiet moment in dance class, I heard my phone ring.  Seeing that it was M who had called, I checked the message--he was at Angell Memorial with Ianto, who had gone into a choking pawing at the mouth sort of frenzy.  So I left dance class and hopped a cab over to Angell.  Ianto is just fine now; it was probably something very minor like a hair caught in his throat or something (ferrets can get very melodramatic about that kind of thing), but since he's on medications linked to ulcer formation, it was worth checking out to make sure it wasn't a bleeding ulcer or something like that.  And on the positive side we did get a glucose test done, the results of which I did not get at Angell but have a call in to the vet for, so we'll have a concrete idea of how much the increased dose of pred is helping. edited to add: well, it was 50, which is not at all awesome. The morning's dose of pred would have been completely out of his system, so that's something, but still :-/

Class was very good, so I'm glad now I can keep that goodness.  We worked on oriental grand opening type stuff, which I had been thinking during Amira Jamal's class last night was something that I needed to work on more.  So yay.

Now I drink a beer Manhattan and watch a mindless movie (second half of The Last Templar, I'm embarrassed by how much I'm enjoying it but then I like Elizabeth Peters mysteries, so it figures).
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My performance from Arisia. It is by far the silliest dancing I have ever done.

I was a little worried that Godzilla would be too dated to be entertaining, but apparently Godzilla just never gets old!


Dec. 29th, 2008 11:56 am
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Now that the holidays and various appointments are done, I feel like I am finally on a vacation--all the crazy of last week was all stuff I *wanted* to do, but that didn't stop it from being stressful to the point of eye-twitchiness and nightly teeth-grinding.  Luckily one of the various appointments was a massage, which helped muchly.  And a hair appointment, which helped in its own way.  I tried clothes-shopping at the Back Bay Filenes Basement and Marshall's afterwards, but did not like any of the clothes I saw.  Back to H&M sometime this week, I think.

Christmas eve and day were very nice--I liked/wanted everything I got as gifts and I felt like I did good with the gifts I got for people.  M was flabbergasted by his laptop :-)  One of my best gifts was the Diana Tarkhan instructional DVD, from M.  I've just done one of the two choreographies on it, and I love it.  The one I did was called Samia and was intended as an homage to the Golden Era of Egyptian film.  It made me grin while dancing because it was so much fun.  Diana's style is light and playful and full of joy.  A good consequence of both this DVD and Randa's is that I'm getting more comfortable with taking my feet off the ground (and I suppose now I have the foot and ankle strength as well), something that I've always thought was lacking in my dancing.  No Dina DVDs for xmas, but I used some gift money to get those and the Montreal performance DVD, so they'll be arriving soon.

Darq was fun, I would definitely go again.  It's too bad they can't stay open until 2, though, 10-1 seems very short.  I guess they can't open any earlier because of the dinner crowd.  The dance floor is rather oddly central; it was reminiscent of the goth club nights at Toast, with the dance floor right up alongside the bar so that you end up with no clear border between dance floor and people standing at the bar and a lot of through traffic.  But the Thai restaurant decor actually worked rather well for a goth night, and you really can't go wrong with being able to order sushi whenever you want during the evening.  Music was a bit too EBM and industrial for my general tastes but I danced anyway and it felt good.

Last night we watched some old silent Wizard of Oz movies.  It was rather strange.  They seemed to come from a studio that L. Frank Baum owned or operated, but they took a lot of liberties with the storylines, some to the point where you wouldn't have thought it had anything to do with Oz at all until a random character popped up.  And then other plot elements repeated from film to film, so they all seemed like one basic film with variations in detail.  My favorite part in all of them was an actor named Fred Woodward who played the mule Nickodemus (not in books, if I remember correctly--definitely not in the first few books anyway) and several of the other animals.  His physical comedy was brilliant, as was his ability to make his human shape really look like the animal's form, from mule to kangaroo to crow.  Nickodemus was apparently so popular he got a few movies of his own.  If I can find them, I'll watch them.  Costuming was excellent in all of them, especially one evil witch's batwinged dress and the wardrobe of the Queen of nearby Iz.

Today I have eight million things on my to-do list, but that's okay.  The sun is out and I feel productive.  If I get three things done I'll be happy with that.
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I think I use that subject line every time I post a video. Anyway, here's my footage from Sunday, it's just under 10 minutes long:

I'm still pretty pleased.

General YouTube note--I found that I had to use the bulk uploader tool at YouTube to load up a longer clip, regardless of the clip's format, even though the regular uploader says it can do files of up to 1G. Thought I'd mention it in case anybody else might find the info useful.
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I had a great time performing at Za-Beth's holiday hafli yesterday, even if there weren't any unicorns to be found on Unicorn Park Drive (the location of the hotel where the event was held), much to my disappointment.  There were a *lot* of belly dancers, though, about four solid hours' worth.  Sometimes there can be too much of a good thing...  I enjoyed so many of the performances, though, especially seeing some dance friends doing debut performances, and even had some energy left to dance with the band at the open floor dancing at the end of the event.  One--make that two--major complaints though:  the food available was somewhat gross, not as described and *taken away* before the first intermission, when people might be wanting food, and the second quibble would be that the bar was closed.  Though the latter is probably just as well, given the lack of food.  Vending was pretty good--I bought a pair of Sharifwear pants, the assuit gothic pants (how could I not?).  They'll need hemming since Sharifwear pants seem to be made for people who are at least 6'6", but I've wanted a pair for a while so I'll happily hem.

I don't have the video of my performance ready for posting yet, but I was honestly very pleased with it so it will be posted.  I can still certainly see all the usual things that I need to improve on, but they aren't what jump out at me first.  I didn't realize I was singing along most of the time, but I do love that song so much!  It's the right kind of music for exactly the kind of dancing I want to be able to do, on the Egyptian side of things.  Hopefully I will get mine and Nepenthe01's videos off the camera and cleaned up and converted tonight.

One of the best parts of the day was actually the car ride home with V and her fabulous international posse--the posse's unrestrained commentary on the performers was blunt, honest and hilarious.  They go with her to enough dance events to have fairly informed taste and judgment, and certainly have strong opinions about what is entertaining and what is not, while being very open-minded about size, age, etc.  It was an excellent way to end the event.
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I am happy to say that both the increased prednisone dose and the metronidazole have had an immediate effect on Ianto.  His guts are clearly healthier, his appetite is improved and best of all this morning he was bouncing around and playing in his own silly way.  He's also so, so good about taking the metronidazole.  I haven't yet had to scruff him to get him to take it, he'll just gulp it down quickly, give me this "what on earth have you done to me look" and then forget everything when I offer him more ferretone.  Such a sweet guy.  So I'm definitely feeling better about his health than I did yesterday afternoon.  I still don't know that we'll have lots of time, but I feel more confident about being able to give him quality time.  Yesterday I was really mentally back where I was when Ronan was so sick, which was bad because I'm pretty sure in retrospect that he was suffering quite a bit towards the end.  I do think he went when he was ready to go, but I would just hate to see another ferret go through what he did.  Walking into Angell last night also made me really, really miss Seti.  I love our new guys, like I love all my ferrets, but Seti was pretty special.

So I was very sad when I got home last night, but after seeing Ianto a bit perkier I was able to get some dancing in.  I got some solid work done on that drum solo, thanks to getting jumpstarted by Najmat's class on Tuesday.  Before I felt like I was just standing there and shimmying; after last night I feel like I'm doing something more interesting.  Right now to me Mona Al Said's gold bikini drum solo is the most fabulous and perfect drum solo in the world, so obviously I'm holding myself up to impossibly high standards, but I hope I can generate some of that relaxed yet powerful feel.  I'm using a Ramadan Henkish solo from the Pulse of the Sphinx and it's quite fast, so figuring out where to slow down was really the important part.  I did end up writing something out, in a bizarre kind of notation of squiggles and dashes--drum solos are hard to write down!--not a choreography per se, but more of a map to the patterns and sounds, which helped lots.

If a contestant on Top Chef says at the beginning of the episode that s/he really misses her/his partner or family and then in the middle of the episode says that their dish is perfect and cannot go wrong, you can be pretty sure that at the end of the episode, that contestant will be going home.

A Moroccan dude on Facebook would like me and my astonishing beauty to come visit him in Morocco next summer so he can give me many kisses.  At least that's what my shaky French, which I think is no worse than his French, tells me he wrote.  Thanks but no thanks!
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Things to say to Najmat only if you *really* mean them include: "Can we work on drum solo stuff?" Oof my glutes. And hamstrings. And hip rotators. And all the rest. My foot remained partially numb throughout class, which was odd. I kept thinking I was stepping on something, and then realizing it was actually my own toes that I was sensing as some inanimate object. Wierd.

Just watched more of my last DVD purchase, and I am captivated by Shushu Amin. It's the performance where she's wearing a multi-colored bra and belt set over a rather hippie-ish skirt, including a wonderful Leylet Hob and a saxophone taqsim. At one point she does these rapid-fire vertical figure eights that are so strong, her belt fringe is whapping her in the elbows. Must find more of this lady! Also watched another Aida Nour orientale number which was much better than the other one, in a glamorous dress. I have decided I need a glamorous dress. Evil Dahlal has a Pharaonics sale, with several costumes that sound like they would fit...

Also, a meme:
Your rainbow is shaded violet.


What is says about you: You are a creative person. You appreciate beauty and craftsmanship. You are patient and will keep trying to understand something until you've mastered it.

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