Well isn't that some ****

I just felt like having a catchy title today. No word yet on why I write in this thing, but here we are. I am sitting outside of the theatre today whilst A Midsummer Night's Dream is playing. I am on box office so I will see it twice, don't get mad at me for not being inside.

I got to really take a good look at my past today. I got to really examine how it has shaped me. How lucky I am to be alive today. But most importantly how much more is in store for me.

I don't think that it is just me though. There seems to be a lot of people that need some helpful reminders that life really is gonna be good. There is so much more on the horizon. Even if it is only a day that we have left, make it a good ass damn day. Maybe thats why it should be one day at a time. So tomorrow I am making one long full and fulfilling day. That is the challenge, the 1-day challenge.

If you read this, whenever you read this: today, a month from now, a year from now- take the challenge with me.

That being said I love procrastination so much.

So Lets Play a Game

Lets say you are a fantastic... cattle herder. Okay maybe not fantastic. You are not a fantastic cattle herder. You are a pretty good cattle herder. You aren't good with the new fancy lassos and saddles, but you know your way around most cattle. You have an older saddle and lasso and you are more of a follow orders kind of cowboy. Not neccessarily the head, but you are a darn good helper cattle herder.

You are fired. You must now work as a stenographer. A mechanic is given your job instead. And the stenographer who you are replacing has moved companies.

Logical? I think not.

Tea for the nerves.

So there are some things you just gotta do twice.

So i tried to cook two things.

The first was pan de pueblo, or just a basic loaf of bread. The recipe insists it is fool-proof. Not this fool. My dough never rose, so i learned what bread tastes like when it isn't risen... Odd is the best word I can use to describe it. Just odd.

The second thing I made was tortilla espanola. It was not what I thought it would be. I think my potatoes were way way too big. So next time less is more.

Maybe I wasn't made to cook things from books. Or I should try again soon. I'm gonna take the second option.

Here's hoping!

And my quiz is due when?

At ten p.m. today. Lets see if I can make this one up as well.

Today was awesome. Slept for 18hours so I am totally and completely awake-go figure.

Oh and in answer to the glissade question: In Gail Grant's Technical Manual and Dictionary of Classical Ballet under glissade it says absolutely nothing because port de bras is completely subjective and given at the same time that the combination is given. However I feel that sterotypicaly based on my small window of experience and the youtube videos I have encountered that the arms open in a sort of a second, they open like a breath and then come back ever so much until the next step is executed. Does this make sense people?

I bought the best book. Its called The Food and Wines of Spain by Penelope Casas and I am totally stoked to cook some real spanish food. It'll be just like high school.

More about that later.
Peace

So here we are...

We are towards the end of the semester and I am participating in one of my favorite pasttimes... procrastination. I seem to find anything and everything else that I can be accomplishing other than my Theatre History epistle. I only have this one, and another one left and I am done with them. The paper not withstanding...just yet.

I am currently listening to Flamenco music... a secret passion of mine. I feel very uplifted and proud... but not neccessarily motivated to work. Perhaps eat, but never work. Uh... I should work but I feel, something inside I can't describe it. Unease would lend itself best. Who knows?

On a positive note I became a member of wordnik.com today. I can join the tens of tens of lexicographical nerds in the world that pick out word lists on that website. I joined because of a TED.com talk that this leading lexicographer gave. I would give her name, but I already know who she is, maybe its your turn to discover.

On a dance note, if anyone could answer this I would be most grateful: Glissades. I am in demi-plie and I push off, now the feet meet and then we land in plie- yes? Now what do the arms do? Do we float out, stay straight, what?

Thats all.