2005-11-30 - 6:45 p.m.

I have had quite an interesting mix of performances these past three weeks-Aside from tap dancing; I have been a roller-skating disco nightmare, a robot(also a nightmare), a flapper, a can-can dancer, and a man! (Not enough men in our studio, so for a number that needed 4 men dancing behind one scantily clad girl, I had to wear a suit, slick my hair back and try to act and dance like a man…it’s harder than it sounds.) There is always a professional photographer at these events, but he is hard to get a hold of. I will try to get pictures from him, but here are a few from our camera. The funniest part about these performances was the robot and roller-skating gig. The organizers of the party we danced for would only pay for 3 dancers and they really wanted roller-skating and a “futuristic” dance-the robot dance is what I call it. This is actually the first time that hanging on like mad to a trend/(sport?) that seems to have died out (except for the few die-hard enthusiasts that dot the globe) sometime around the time my twin got her braces off 15 years ago (even longer for people living in the big cities- word never quite made it to us at Joyland Skating Rink in Cabot that we weren’t ‘cool’ anymore…) The only 3 dancers who just happen to know how to shake it without busting it on roller-skates were me and Maria and the professional skater, Peter-he taught us loads of crazy disco moves straight out of the 70’s. So we were hired. They didn’t know they actually paid for two giggle-boxes. The robot dance was a riot. Maria is a Flamenco dancer; I am a tap dancer. Neither of us has studied popping and locking and all that other super-fun stuff (ha) that is associated with hip hop dancing, but we had to do it. I performed the entire dance without giggling actually, but wow, that was tough. People came up to me after the performance and said I looked like I was having too much fun. I didn’t tell them I secretly punctured a lung trying to hold my giggles in. Anyway, here are a few pictures.

"Domo Origato Mr.Roboto..."

I can't believe someone gave me money to do this.

Blurry picture. Our camera is special. It can't figure out what to focus on. That blurry mannish blob on the left is me.

I have videos of all of this and I am looking for a website that will host them- does anyone have any ideas? This is a terribly self-involved entry. Sorry. Me me me me me me I I I I I I I I I I ………Here, let me talk about someone else....Mike. He leaves again in two weeks- this time for Australia. I was thisclose to going, but it turns out I would lose my job as a psuedo-librarian. (There I go talking about myself again.)It's Mike's last hurrah too. I am being responsible and I will keep my job. I'm quite serious about this growing up thing I keep mentioning.

Grown-upingly yours, Julie

PS- The dozers came and found us at MIDNIGHT last night! They even brought a bulldozer. Tune in next week for all the mindless details...

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