Tag: Dancing

  • Atomic

    I was in the mood to go out on Saturday night. I’ve been very busy socially lately but it’s hasn’t been the going out kind of social, if that makes sense; like I go to a lot of dinners and shows and house parties and things like that—sometimes even events–and I have people over to…

  • At The Ceilidh

    Last night I went to a ceilidh (pronounced ‘cay-lee’), a Scottish country dance, with many delightful buddies. I had never been to one before and wasn’t quite sure what to expect. I mean, I knew there would be kilts, but that was about it. It was at a little social hall in Newtown and they…

  • Only If It’s Not Fun

    Between getting new flatmates and getting sick and having a birthday and all sorts of other things, I haven’t been to my tribal bellydance class for almost a month. I was determined to make it this week, the fact that I got home at 3:00 on Sunday morning, the very same Sunday morning that would…

  • At The Pride And Prejudice And Zombies Ball

    My first response, when invited to a Pride And Prejudice And Zombies ball for Halloween was to sigh heavily and to dream of a beautiful white Regency dress my friend Anna made me around 2002, I think. I have no idea where this dress is: I know I put it in storage three years ago,…

  • The Dance Floor Of My Dreams

    The dance floor of my dreams is big enough to give you plenty of room to show off your moves, small enough so that you don’t lose your friends in the crowd, fully wheelchair accessible, and expertly lighted in such a way to bring out your cheekbones. No one’s going to steal your purse, no…