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Naked LadiesClasses struggle, some classes triumph, others are eliminated. Such is history; such is the history of civilization for thousands of years. |
   
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Thursday, September 25, 1997
I decided to take dance lessons from the Swing Girls, who run the Century Ballroom where I was the other night. Tonight was the first lesson of a series of five on Basic Triple-time East Coast Swing. I had lost the flyer that gave the exact time it started, so I decided to just head on over there. Sure enough, I was an hour and a half early, and some sort of martial arts class was going on in the ballroom. So I had a delicious fresh mozzarella, basil and tomato sandwich and some strawberry lemonade, whiling away the time by reading The Stranger, the local alternative weekly. I even had time to go browse in the Used CD store on the ground level of the building.
About forty people had turned up by the time class started. I wouldn't call myself a rank beginner, but I figured I'd rather get the basics down correctly and learn some styling than throw myself into an intermediate class. The two teachers, Hallie and Marilee, are very good. They've been teaching together for many years.
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This is really material for the Peeves public folder (like an internal newsgroup) at work: I saw a woman this morning actually throw trash out of her car! Grr! I swear, if I'd had a cell phone I would have reported her!
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Driving through the Arboretum, I finally remembered the item I had wanted to talk about a while ago, which had escaped me before. There are some fall-blooming crocuses there now, which rejoice in the common name of "Naked Ladies." Isn't that great? They are called that because the leaves are present in the spring and summer, then die down and the flowers appear alone, in pinky-purply splendor.
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I was talking last night to B---, my sister who lives in Delaware. She said she was enjoying reading this journal, which is good to hear. Then she said something that made me howl with laughter: she had printed out a week's worth of entries and was mailing them to my sister who lives right here in town! Of course I'd have been glad to print them out for my Seattle sister anytime!
Which brings up a project I have in mind. I need to do a print zine, and I want to do it before I go to Corflu next year. I plan to use excerpts from this journal, and perhaps write some stuff about the online journal phenomenon. (It's a good bet that the primary audience for this piece won't be that familiar with online journals.) So if there are any particular entries that have struck you or especially pleased you, please tell me.
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