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They say (whoever they may be) that you don't die in dreams without dying in reality. Well, I must be the new Messiah, because I've resurrected many times. The other night, I dreamed I was hung at a scaffold until I died. I counted the wraps on the noose before they put it around my neck. I felt the bounce after the drop, and the break in my neck. The whole experience was fascinating, in a clinical sort of way. I didn't wake up with a sore neck, either.
I've been very busy the past couple of days. I taught two hipwork-intensive dance classes the other night, walked for a good 90 minutes or so yesterday, went to tap class, and went to kung fu and did squats until I thought my legs would die. But then something did. During some routine technique drills with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
gha5t, my hip suddenly gave out on me. It felt like it was trying to pop out of joint in the most painful of fashions. I guess I haven't entirely healed up from the fall I took last month, and all that exercise over the past 48 hours exacerbated it. So when I went out to Ren last night, I didn't go dancing. I'm going to give my hips a bit of a rest, at least until Monday when I have to go back to teaching again.
For a very fit person, I sure am decrepit.
Tap class is so much frigging fun. How is it I never got into this before? Brush step ball change, hop step, spring step toe, all that stuff. I get to speed up as I become comfortable with a combination, and I get to make lots of noise while doing it!
Once I get my membership to CADA, I might sign up for private swing lessons, too. I can get one free private class at a studio in uptown Waterloo, so I'll check it out and see if I like their teaching style. If so, I'll go from there....
I also found a few places which offer voice lessons. I've been wanting singing lessons for decades, no joke. CADA may help subsidize that, too. Oh yes.
I lied to a telemarketer, yesterday. Someone called up asking if I'd received my free beef sample (hurr hurr), and I told them I'm a vegetarian. I did this once before to a beef phone spammer back in NB who'd been calling me regularly, and they never called me again. So here's hoping it works again this time. I don't want your frozen cow meats. No. Tonight, I'm roasting a chicken.
Links? Ok. I do have a couple.
Throne of Weapons: I can't say it looks like a very comfortable chair, but it sure is an interesting one with an extensive history.
Hunting Deer with a Trained Golden Eagle: I hadn't realized birds took down prey of this size.
Execution by Saw: That's one hell of a toy.
Forestiere Underground Gardens: A true DIY maestro made an underground Mediterranean grotto in Fresno, CA. I'd love to visit this place.
I've been very busy the past couple of days. I taught two hipwork-intensive dance classes the other night, walked for a good 90 minutes or so yesterday, went to tap class, and went to kung fu and did squats until I thought my legs would die. But then something did. During some routine technique drills with
gha5t, my hip suddenly gave out on me. It felt like it was trying to pop out of joint in the most painful of fashions. I guess I haven't entirely healed up from the fall I took last month, and all that exercise over the past 48 hours exacerbated it. So when I went out to Ren last night, I didn't go dancing. I'm going to give my hips a bit of a rest, at least until Monday when I have to go back to teaching again.For a very fit person, I sure am decrepit.
Tap class is so much frigging fun. How is it I never got into this before? Brush step ball change, hop step, spring step toe, all that stuff. I get to speed up as I become comfortable with a combination, and I get to make lots of noise while doing it!
Once I get my membership to CADA, I might sign up for private swing lessons, too. I can get one free private class at a studio in uptown Waterloo, so I'll check it out and see if I like their teaching style. If so, I'll go from there....
I also found a few places which offer voice lessons. I've been wanting singing lessons for decades, no joke. CADA may help subsidize that, too. Oh yes.
I lied to a telemarketer, yesterday. Someone called up asking if I'd received my free beef sample (hurr hurr), and I told them I'm a vegetarian. I did this once before to a beef phone spammer back in NB who'd been calling me regularly, and they never called me again. So here's hoping it works again this time. I don't want your frozen cow meats. No. Tonight, I'm roasting a chicken.
Links? Ok. I do have a couple.
Throne of Weapons: I can't say it looks like a very comfortable chair, but it sure is an interesting one with an extensive history.
Hunting Deer with a Trained Golden Eagle: I hadn't realized birds took down prey of this size.
Execution by Saw: That's one hell of a toy.
Forestiere Underground Gardens: A true DIY maestro made an underground Mediterranean grotto in Fresno, CA. I'd love to visit this place.
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Say what?
Date: 2008-03-08 05:16 am (UTC)From:It did remind me of a story I saw, I believe, on the Minneapolis Star Tribune website (www.startribune.com) about the curious custom of meat raffles in midwestern U.S. bars. You buy a ticket or two and you can win a shrink-wrapped piece of pork or something. I'll let the rest of your readers take that to its logical end; I'm staying out of it.
Peace.
Perchance to dream
Date: 2008-03-08 09:41 am (UTC)From:saw execution
Date: 2008-03-24 03:29 am (UTC)From: (Anonymous)At least, that's the way the midieval Germans did it.
What?