So have them play the Isley Brothers' "Shout" so there's some direction for the flailing.

The good Japanese steakhouse/sushi bar is screwing with me, as they changed their hours in the past 2 weeks to eliminate Sundays. (Can you guess what day it was my habit to eat there?) I think they're trying to Emulate the Germantown Shogun, whose hours should read "Anytime that Matt ISN'T planning on eating here."

This leaves Saturday lunch as the only time I can go there and get the particular menu item that's my favorite (it's a julienned beef that tastes much better than the steak on their dinner menu). If they think tasty economical food from a waiter that's growing a cellphone out of his ear is going to win out over tasty too-expensive food from Hottie!Bartender, they are sadly mistaken.

You're going to have to start doing family screenings before dates, to ensure no flailing.

Absolutely. There will be the opportunity (putatively) to "test in" -- you get an ID, and if you aren't passed, you don't get your hand stamped at the door. The minute the flailing starts, the barehanded perp will be escorted out.

Haven't decided what to do with the accredited people, with stamps, who flail.

Perhaps cut their hand off.

Haven't decided what to do with the accredited people, with stamps, who flail.

Have them accompanied by kravvers, who can defend the innocent bystanders, and put them down quickly if there is a flailing risk.

kravvers, who can defend the innocent bystanders, and put them down quickly if there is a flailing risk.

And then cut their hands off?

BAH. TIVO DIDN'T GET THE END OF THE OPEN FINAL.

::yahoos::

Dude, I really wanted to see that.

I just saw the Because of Winn-Dixie commercial. That smiling dog does look really disturbing.

I like dancing. Dancing is fun. Unless you're dancing with someone who sucks, or who is overly close when you don't want them to be. Then dancing is awkward.

My friend, who is also taking ballroom dancing-- though on another night, had to be a man during one of the classes, and she says that it is so much more fun to dance with girls, because they smell really nice. This is the difference between girls and boys, apparently: Before a dancing class, a girl will, if not shower, at least deodorize or perfume as appropriate, as well as brush her teeth or mint herself up. A boy? Will not do these things. This is most disturbing when his icky wet underarm is on your shoulder, where your favorite sweater is currently all that's standing between you and ickiness.

At least, that's the conclusion I've come to, based on the scientific experiment that is my class.

Thanks, quester. Yes, Wolf's Rain sounds right. I'll tape a few episodes and check them out.

If I ever do get married, I doubt there will be dancing at the reception. Dancing generally leaves me feeling awkward and embarrassed, and that's not a feeling I want to encourage on my wedding day. Best to save that for the marriage, I think.

I want to see The Wedding Date, dammit. Not sure why. Oh, right, because apparently I am a sap for accidental romance.

ita, me too. But I'm not a sap. Nuh-uh. So why do I keep watching Extreme Home Makeover?

Seeing a bunch of canadian women do the macarena at a wedding was pretty damned funny. They were good, no doubt. I think it was knowing the family dynamics that made it hilarious. The acrimonious mom, sweet as hell (and more mom than mom) stepmom, the crazy sister in law, the drunk cousins, the bride.... That wedding had makings of a prime disaster. Didn't quite happen (though I keep getting new behind the scenes, years later) but...oh my. I think I was invited solely in case it all went down and a sane bride-friend was needed. Instead, I contributed to the potential disaster. That didn't happen!

Happy belated b-day Anne!

The only reason I want to see The Wedding Date is as a how-to.