Who's Skinny?

I spoke with the guy again today who was so certain I'm underweight. Once again, he told me I'm too thin. I asked him, "Just how heavy do you think I am, anyway?"

He looked me up and down carefully, then said, "No more than 105."

"I weigh 140 pounds," I said.

His eyes bulged in surprise. That's when I rolled up my tshirt sleeve and popped a bicep for him. His eyes bugged even bigger. "I'm all muscle," I told him. "I'm not so very skinny, you know."

"I see that," he said, impressed.

Later, we spoke of drumming and dancing. He's a longtime drummer, and a retired dancer (of many styles), too! Apparently, he's planning a big African music and dance festival next year. I told him to keep in touch with me, and to let me know of any workshops coming up. I can spread the word, and am certainly interested in attending, too. My next goal is to get him teaching. He danced with Martha Graham for years in New York City, and is also schooled in Native American, West African, classical Chinese, and Bharata Natyam. He's reluctant to do any dancing, because he was involved in several accidents which left him unable to do what he was once capable of. But if I pester him enough, maybe he'll share his knowledge. I'll betcha he will....

Linkadoodle Doo

Do you like rap? Whether or not you do, prepare to have your gabber flasted by these: Buck Truck, the Rappin' Trucker and the Lactating Male Rapper (Real Player | Windows Media Player) (thanks, Warren Ellis).

Possible Follow-Up Songs for One-Hit Wonders: includes such gems as How Are We Going to Get These Dogs Back In? and Bust an Additional Move (thanks, Jack Frost).

Old news, I'm sure, but I find it spectacularly ominous: White House looks into delaying election in case of attack.

Lost your keys? I hope you don't find them where this Iranian man found his.

A motherlode of Lenore!

Check out the photography of Emil Schmidt. He does beautiful things with light painting (thanks, Suzanne).

I want this head! Isn't it amazing (thanks, o_lucky_man)?

Wanna watch some dancers? You can see Jillina and the Sahlala Dancers. And in case you haven't had the opportunity, take a look at Rachel Brice at Tribal Fest 2003. I'd really love to train with this woman. She has the moves I want to have, and I know it's all within the realm of my possibility, too.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm having a craving to do a bunch of pushups. But first, here's a picture of sideshow performer Bobby Kork. The photo dates from between 1940-1954. Some of these circus workers "( would form a breast on one side by working out by exercising the pectoral muscles. Some were even known to inject parafin to create the breast. )

The Magic is Gone

I haven't played in years. Once upon a time, I was a hardcore tournament Magic player and collector. I consistently placed within the top five at tournaments, but at long last, I've decided to sell off my collection. f00 is selling his, too. As cards go up on eBay, I'll let you know. I stopped playing around Visions and Mirage, so there are plenty of cards of interest to Type I players.

We're hoping the sales will cover both f00's and my tuitions. And if it goes well, the comic collection is next. Having been a comic shop manager, I've got quite a collection, mostly of smallpress, non-superhero stuff, and lots of Vertigo titles, too.

After that, maybe I'll start selling off my wardrobe. I have too many clothes, anyhow.....

Whatever Shall I Wear?

It looks like a belly dancer splatted into my monitor. Two false eyelashes and a bindi are stuck to it. I still don't know what I'm wearing to my dance gig tonight, although I do have music picked out. Since it will be in a bar, I'll bring my big ol' Saroyan zills. I'm dancing to Emad Sayyeh's "Min Aboukna L'Ashiye" and the ever-present drum solo by Gamal Gomaa. It's a great, short drum solo. What more can I say?

Yesterday, I made a herd of sterling silver and gemstone chokers to send with Kathryn to the Avalon East Pagan Gathering. Despite being a skeptical secular humanist and not the slightest bit pagan, I'd hoped to attend, too. However, the webpage and mailing list are dreadfully user unfriendly, and I couldn't register in time. Perhaps I'll attend next year. I'm sure such an event is filled with all sorts of interesting people and happenings. I'll betcha I could write a book with my observations. Of course, I might not be invited back again. Heh....

Anyhow, snowy_kathryn will be meeting other dancers at the event, and was sweet enough to offer to sell my chokers and my dance costuming books while there. I hope she sells the whole lot of 'em! She'll also be attending a poi workshop, which makes me quite green with envy. It's the only workshop at the whole event which sparks my interest.

Sparks. That reminds me.... I still haven't made my fire staff, yet.

I did more than just make jewellery yesterday. I also made another choli. This one is grey, silver, and black, with the faintest rose undertone. I thought my silver coin bra would look good over top of it, but my penny bra looks much better. I'm debating wearing it tonight. I may choose something a bit more colourful, though. I haven't worn my metallic blue and silver outfit in a long time. Maybe tonight will be the night.

One For the Road

Here's one last link extravaganza before I go and get ready.

Even Superheroes Get AIDS: It's in French, but even if you don't understand French, you should understand the images of unhealthy superheroes. Apparently, Kryptonite is an alterego for HIV.

Miserable Melodies: Has everything awful from William Shatner to Yoko Ono. This stuff really makes my brain and ears ache.

Lavish Layers with Ansuya: Here only because I really want this DVD, but cannot afford it. Sigh....

No nail gun? Try a sawed-off rifle: What a silly man! Why didn't he think to use a semi-automatic, instead?

Cambodians lining up for miracle lick: Maybe I should get this cow to lick my bum foot (thanks, zombienought).

Jonathan Nosan: Check out this talented and good-looking contortionist! I wish I could do even half the stuff he does!

Free iPods: Is this for real? If so, would one of you American readers be so kind as to mail one to me, if I pay shipping?

Gay and lonely? There are lots of interesting men at Gaydar.

AWOL USA: No, it has nothing to do with soldiers shirking their duties, but everything to do with Alcohol Without Liquid. It makes me wonder what should happen if someone decides to light up while having a "drink."

I Can't Believe I Brushed My Teeth For This

Tonight was cursed, I tell ya. Cursed! Everything started off well. I had my music picked out, and I was about to start getting dressed ( when the troubles began. )