Saturday, September 27, 2008

Heh, Politics and Economics

This evening I went out to a wine bar with a dear friend who I'm pretty sure is a lifelong Republican. As the level of wine in bottle went down, the craziness level of the conversation went up. To wit:

*) Sarah Palin is an idiot, and thus is dangerous. (I helpfully pointed out that some liberal commentators have named her "Caribou Barbie".) My Republican friend is rather upset about Palin shooting wolves from an airplane.
*) We're all going to hell in a handbasket, and should start raising chickens. One friend decided to name his Corky after the former World Latin Champion and "Dancing With the Stars" teacher Corky Ballas.
*) Those of us who have accounts at WaMu are going to withdraw $1000 tomorrow and stick it under our mattresses (I am a Bank of America customer, I got some crap for that in the past from my hippie friends, but I notice that BofA seems to be holding things together lately -- and has bought Merrill Lynch).

I suppose I should be freaking out but what can I do at this point? I'm stuck here until and unless I can sell my place, which I can't in this market. And if worse comes to worse I can move back to where my parents live, pay off their mortgage, eat vegetables from their home garden, and raise a couple of chickens. I'll name one Inna, after my favorite female teacher on "Dancing with the Stars," Inna Brayer. Too bad she got voted off this week.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Gaarrrrrgh! Another Social Networking Site!

I broke down and joined Facebook today. Lord help me. I can't keep up with this crap. Well, to be fair, I have been ignoring Friendster and Tribe for years, and I don't even know if Orkut exists any more. And then there's MyDanceChat, which seems to have quickly flamed out.

In other news, I recently visited New Mexico, and learned that I am a green chili kind of girl. See, whenever you order New Mexican food (which is distinct from Tex/Mex and actual Mexican Mexican, and vastly different from American Suburban Mexican), you get asked if you want "red" or "green" sauce. "Red" is made with dried chilies, and "green" with fresh. After sampling both at the Albuquerque institution known as Sadie's, I decided that I definitely like the green. This kind of surprised me as I simply assumed that, based on color and consistency, that I'd prefer the red. But there's just something really nice about that fresh green chili sauce.

I also laid by the pool at the lovely Hyatt Tamaya Resort & Spa, and got an actual tan. Although pretty much no one could tell because I'm so pale to begin with. Overall, New Mexico was beautiful and relaxing with delicious food, I'm looking forward to going back the next time I want a quick getaway vacation.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

There's No Place Like Home

It's nice to not be traveling this week. I spent my weekend cleaning house, reading books, and dancing. I hadn't been social dancing in a very long time, and this weekend I went out both Saturday and Sunday nights. Aside from being fun, I started having a lot of thoughts about music and rhythm -- it was like my techie head finally got out of my way and my body just really danced at times. And I discovered that I'm something of a Hustle queen. Who knew? I might have to find a way to explore this more at some point.

Oh yeah, last weekend I was in another dancing competition, the Embassy Ball down in Irvine (Orange County). I danced well, but didn't get marked so well, I was pretty frustrated with the whole thing until I got on the plane to go home. Once I got up in the air and looked down at the beautiful California coast line, I felt calmer. I was able to let go of a bunch of negative emotions (including envy, jealousy, self-doubt and even a bit of anger) and just move on. Competitive dancing can do a number on a person if they're not protective of themselves. Or at least it can on me some days. I'm resolved to keep "letting go" whenever it gets to be too much and finding the "body happiness" I got when social dancing this weekend, combined with my ongoing pursuit of technical improvement.