masthead
Goblins and all..
September 14, 2005
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I’ve been trying, in vain, for parts of the afternoon at the least, to figure out what I want to be for Halloween.  You have to pick it out early, before all the good costumes sell out, and I can’t find what I want.  Mainly cause I don’t know what I want.  Keboobalah’s costume last year (with David as his catholic-school girl-sidekick) was hysterical.  I don’t really do comical on Halloween, though.. I just like to do elaborate.  Last year, Delle and I went as "ladies".. she was a ladybug and I was a lady of the evening.  It was fun.  The year before that, we were Cinderella, before and after (I was voluntarily "before" because I wanted to be comfortable all night).

I LOVE Halloween.  The first day of October, you’ll be able to find my house from down the street for all the decorations outside.  And while last year, we had a problem with heathen children, I think Charlie will make mincemeat out of any chilluns who wander in uninvited.  One can hope, anyway.

There will be another shindig this year, because I think adults deserve to dress up just as much as kids.  Especially when you’re a theatre person!  While I can guarantee the snake panini, lumberjack fingers, and bitter critters of last year, we may skip the spiderweb cheesecake and giant’s fingers, because they were troublesome.  And you’d better believe there will be some Bitter House Witches’ Brew.  Good stuff.. if I remember correctly. :)

Just don’t eat the apples.
4:59 pm
Waltzing in 4/4 time
September 14, 2005
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Well, to put it succinctly, it’s impossible.

Waltzing is, by nature, done in 3/4 time. If there is a certain and
distinct tune to be playing, though, a talented choreographer can add a
step in to make it “flow” with the music.. But the trained eye will
naturally spot that it is not, indeed, a pure waltz. It’s an act.

No matter how graceful, or fanciful, or embellished, the eyes who know
the dance will see that there’s merely tap-dancing happening. There’s
filler in there, to create the illusion of the waltz. But it’s not
real. It’s not true.

Might as well be soft-shoeing it. Or, perhaps, dancing with a rhythmic
ball. It would be just a flagrantly obvious and obnoxious to those who
can see past the feathers and ruffles. The music may be bouncy, there
may be smiles on their faces, but the purists would sit and shake their
heads.

They know better. I’m imagining there are those of y’all who can tell
that although I’m huffin it, my waltz ain’t exactly in-step. There’s
nothing but filler in there.

Mr. Bojangles, at your service.

.. In other news, “So You Think You Can Dance” is on tonight.

11:00 am