First Day of Tango Lessons (belated)

Sunday was free Tango and Swing Lessons. As many of my frequent readers may know, I took some Tango lessons back in my High School days and I was hoping to get back in the swing of it. Seems that my old Tango teacher and the new one have drastically different styles of teaching. I'm not sure which one I prefer, because with Max you just jumped right in, where as here we don't even get to use our hands. I have to press my chest up against my partner, which is a little frustrating but probably how the dance works. I'm still a bit frustrated because I don't really have it set.

On another good note I made a new friend. She was my dance partner for bits of the independent dance. We ended up hanging out most of the night. She's pretty cool, from Toronto and has a very jubilant nature that rubbed off on me. As usual, I will not name her derectly, but I think I gave her the address to my blog. If not, I'll email it to her.

Also, in more recent news, it's Obama's Inaguration. I have no idea when it is. It could be going on right now. I hope that I can see it, if not for only the historical factors involved.

YEAH! Someone I can connect with!

Well, I have to do my first test soon. I'm not doing it now, because I'm concentrating on getting all my DeviantArt stuff done. Thankfully, I am also very close to finsihing the second fourth. I'm feeling very confident about getting all this finished so I can go on to reading something interesting like "The Hounds of the Baskervilles."

I kind of had Tango lessons yesterday, but it was basically going over the steps I know. Not alot of people showed up, basically it was just me, Max and Max's girlfriend. It was pretty cool, we talked about praying mantis which Max believes are all really butch lesbians(the women at least), psychedelic drugs and books. I also hung out with Max a bit while we walked over to his place of buisness.

I think Max may be one of the few people I can actually connect with. We're both writers and artists, we both have strong counter-culture leanings. Also, I don't have to explain everything I'm into with him. He also said I should try writing screenplays, since from what he's read I'm better at dialouge. I think he has a point, so now I'm re-writing "The Last Dance Revolution" as a movie. Now all I need to do is get Johnny Depp to play Naos.

One last thing, my Employment Specalist called and it looks like I might get a job soon. Just thought I'd tell you.

Tango Lessons

So as my readers should know if they care about my social life, I am taking Tango lessons after school at 6. My teacher is fellow student Max (not real name), or as I actually call him De Quincy. I call him De Quincy because he smokes tobacco out of an opium pipe. Since he's the kind of guy who read Confessions of an English Opium Eater, he gets the refrence. Actually, anybody who would smoke anything out of an Opium pipe would be aware of the refrence. If your not, Thomas De Quincy is a guy who smoked alot of Opium and wrote a book about it. This was all during the 1800's or something. Give me a second to check Wikipedia.(...). It was written in 1822.

So, in the Tango lessons, I am considered pretty good. I'm very proud of that. My partner is Max's girlfriend, which is a bit of a joke in the class as the Tango is a known as a sexually-charged dance. Today was pretty good, because I'm really starting to get the hang of the Tango. I told Max's girlfriend (let's call her Cathrine), that I wanted to get out of the loveless German marriage Tango we were doing. By loveless German Tango, I mean that she'd actually lean on my hip during the dip. Because of my poor muscle structure she leaned a bit herself. We did that a couple times. One time I really caught Cathrine off guard while dipping her. I was a bit disconcerted by this but she said it was alright and that I was doing good.

And that's all.