Stick knitting needles in your forearm?

I was thinking about spacing out and thinking about something I'd rather be working on. However, you know, to each their own.

Sorry about your no-good day, Barb.

So wouldn't today's young dancer/choreographer learn a different set of rules than previous generations did?

Well, this is true to a certain extent. But there are sets of rules (ideals is maybe better?) for specific schools of dance. It's roughly analogous to poetry, for example a modern student would learn the required structure for a sonnet or a villanelle in the same way that students have over the ages, right? That student might then insert a breaking phrase into a strict form and have something new and interesting...but not a sonnet.

And that's not the same thing as stringing a set of random couplets together and calling it a sonnet, ignoring all protests. Which is more of what I see on teevee dance of various claimed styles. Does that make sense?

Also, this

Debbie Allen /= modern dance. See Momix, David Parsons, ISO, Pilobolus... For modern ballet see Alvin Ailey, Gus Giordano, White Oak, Hubbard Street...

definitely, teevee to the contrary. There are some really fabulous things going on out there. Next time I have some bandwidth to spare I'll see if I can't rustle up some video to explain.

Jesus fucking christ, I have to call in to the 8:30 meeting tomorrow.

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Would sticking knitting needles in your forearm be Granny Acupuncture? It WOULD have been less painful than a lot of my week. But things are improving ... and I'm full of food from the lunch we had for our president's retirement.

Dance ... I think for almost any school of dance there is a certain level of technique. Once you've mastered the technique, then breaking out and doing something different would be one thing, where just kind of making it up as you go would be another.

And, talking about dancing., this amuses me.

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Love that.

definitely, teevee to the contrary. There are some really fabulous things going on out there. Next time I have some bandwidth to spare I'll see if I can't rustle up some video to explain.

I actually have seen some non-debbie dance since I was a kid in the eighties. Honest. I was being silly -- and expressing my lingering distaste for compulsive floor-flinging.

In acting school I studied movement with Marlene Pennison which made various dancer friends twitter. (not Twitter)

Timelies all!

Tomorrow G has to spend most of the day at work(yeah, the same thing that required him to get up at Stupid o' clock yesterday- Spring Board meetings). I'm planning to hit the library and the mall.

Sunday we're going to the Washington Folk Fest, and try not to buy lots of pretty shinies.

Bad things about Facebook: when it suggests I add as a friend my coworker who died about a year ago. It just makes my heart hurt. (She was my Facebook friend; I defriended her when she DIED, you Facebook idiots.)

(Note: I know this isn't Facebook's fault. But I still don;t like it.)

it's Xpress Spa in McCarren. It's a pretty full service chain. All airports should be required to have them.

The Raleigh-Durham airport has one of these. When I realized I'd be spending a ton of time at that airport this year, I got one of those buy-5-and-1-is-free things.

Barb, I hope your day improved.

Tomorrow I'm flying back to NC and making up with my cat. Sunday I'll do housework and probably continue making up with my cat.

Seriously first world problem: the thunderstorm outside my fancy-pants hotel has knocked out the satellite, so if I want to watch more NCIS reruns I'll have to stream them from Hulu. Oh the humanity.