one of the dance themes for convention is "west coast swing," which will be in two short weeks. now, the only swinging i've really done in any capacity (which is like, a total of maybe five times for a few hours each go), is east coast, or rock step, triple step, triple step..and now i find that west coast is one step, two step, rock step? :S luckily though, you can swing to an unexpectedly wide variety of music, so this dance will probably have enough variation to keep the bump 'n' grind types (also me) interested. i'm a lot better at that kind of dancing, anyway..though i do still need to relearn the my love dance, which has been sort of my trademark self-embarrassment entertainment at social gatherings. could probably stand to brush up on my raving as well..
then again, out of a population of maybe several hundred at this dance, how many will know how to swing at all, let alone west coast? not that that really makes my not being able to do so very well any better, but..i figure since it's historically been a primarily american/white people thing, it would be amusing for someone like myself to actually become good at it. hence the watching of many youtube videos..and i've always got solo charleston as a backup ;)
in other news, still no news on the job front; been four weeks so it's time to get back to some serious looking. and say, what's up with people who never go idle on aim, turn off their typing indicator, and/or change their statuses too often on fb? a) it's nice to know when someone's actually there or not there on aim, so if i need to run or only say something really quick, i'm not bloody sitting there waiting for a response i'm not sure i'm even going to get, and b) twitter is for people who want to update every time they take a piss or scratch their nose—fb statuses are for what's going on every so often. if i wanted to know exactly what you're doing at that second, i can call. or txt (if i ever get a plan), since most people seem to be more willing to answer those than actual calls. how ironic..
dancing
