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clevermanka) wrote2012-10-22 11:26 am
I'd crack the whip and burn down this house of cards
Check out this amazing necklace.

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msmitti and I went to our first West Coast Swing class last night. It was...okay.
This dance's basic footwork is more involved than anything else I've done before. I'm having a hard time not shifting into a rock step halfway through the footwork, and I have a difficult time remembering to step forward on the last count of the first triple step. Neither of these are things I do in basic swing, which I've been dancing for, um...fifteen years? Muscle memory is tough to overcome. I'm also not getting a feel for when to let go of the follow's hand. Intellectually, I know it happens on the four count, but I don't feel it, and I'm concentrating so hard on footwork I forget to let go. It'll come. I hope. It's just difficult right now.
There's also the little matter of the fact that the teacher is kind of a sexist dork. I'm fine with ballroom dance teachers referring to leads as guys and followers as girls (or ladies). When someone is trying to get across a lot of information in a short amount of time, I'm not going to get upset from being grouped with "guys" as someone who is learning to lead. I was more than a little peeved at his repeated statements that leading is tough, and he would be happy to let me take the follow position if I decided I couldn't handle learning lead. Jerk. I wanted to ask him if he ever offered that to any of the men who came for his classes, but I didn't get the opportunity. Also, he has a tendency to be chatty and I'm like YOU ARE EATING INTO MY PAID CLASS TIME ASSHOLE.
I want to find a way to incorporate occasional practices with
msmitti outside of the class time. Scheduling, though. Tricky.
For the record, I finished everything on my to-do list for Saturday at some point this weekend, with the exception of the wardrobe switch. Because this week's temperatures. Really? Low eighties? I won't even need to pull out long socks until Thursday. Crazy. And a little annoying. I'm ready for boots-and-jackets weather.

ms_danson posted this song over the weekend and damn it's pretty awesome. I think this chick would make an amazing double-bill with The Late Night Callers.

Click the image to go to the Etsy store
This dance's basic footwork is more involved than anything else I've done before. I'm having a hard time not shifting into a rock step halfway through the footwork, and I have a difficult time remembering to step forward on the last count of the first triple step. Neither of these are things I do in basic swing, which I've been dancing for, um...fifteen years? Muscle memory is tough to overcome. I'm also not getting a feel for when to let go of the follow's hand. Intellectually, I know it happens on the four count, but I don't feel it, and I'm concentrating so hard on footwork I forget to let go. It'll come. I hope. It's just difficult right now.
There's also the little matter of the fact that the teacher is kind of a sexist dork. I'm fine with ballroom dance teachers referring to leads as guys and followers as girls (or ladies). When someone is trying to get across a lot of information in a short amount of time, I'm not going to get upset from being grouped with "guys" as someone who is learning to lead. I was more than a little peeved at his repeated statements that leading is tough, and he would be happy to let me take the follow position if I decided I couldn't handle learning lead. Jerk. I wanted to ask him if he ever offered that to any of the men who came for his classes, but I didn't get the opportunity. Also, he has a tendency to be chatty and I'm like YOU ARE EATING INTO MY PAID CLASS TIME ASSHOLE.
I want to find a way to incorporate occasional practices with
For the record, I finished everything on my to-do list for Saturday at some point this weekend, with the exception of the wardrobe switch. Because this week's temperatures. Really? Low eighties? I won't even need to pull out long socks until Thursday. Crazy. And a little annoying. I'm ready for boots-and-jackets weather.


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Maybe I need a dance icon. hmmm. I shall think on this.
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If the chatting continues past the third week (when, I assume, we'll really start being able to dance), I'm going to say something. We could have squeezed in two more practice songs if he hadn't been flapping his gums.
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Boo to that misogynistic instructor. I look forward to the story of your eventual ripping into him.
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Ha! I hope I don't have to, but I think I probably will.
PEOPLE. WHAT THE FUCK.
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Ohhhh, those EYES! *fans self*
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Paid instructors and paid practitioners should not waste any paid time at all. It makes me go from zero to rage.
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And yeah, really annoying. He's got two more classes and then I'm calling him on it. I don't care if it's a ridiculously cheap class. It's still wasting a small amount of money and my time.