The rest of today was also pretty good--nice ride to the studio with my from Spain Spanish friend (with an awkward conversation with a guy on the bus that I thought was speaking Spanish, but she thought was speaking English) one of my favorite teachers whipped our sorry butts, my feet felt great, and got to tell a friend that when I dance, I dance for Jesus. Yeah that last bit was only really awesome. I had to choreograph a bit for this girl, and the first thing that came to mind was the Gospel Story, so I just asked if she was a Christian (she's Catholic), and went with it. Upon being asked, "Did you choreograph this because it's a good story or because you're like super religious?", I was able to explain that whenever I dance, I dance for Jesus, and that's the only reason I dance and therefore when I choreograph, the same thing applies. She thought that was awesome. I think it's awesome too.
Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Take Me Out to the Ball Game
As my father knew before I remembered to tell him due to his seemingly incessant tracking of my cell phone, I had the "very cool" experience of going to the Nationals Park to watch a baseball "game." Really, it felt like we were watching one professional team, and maybe a half-way decent high-school varsity games. Some pretty inexcusable bobbles, I'd say, but the Pirates certainly had some nice plays. But it was still a lovely experience to just be at that massive stadium, eat a pretty good burger and fries, and enjoy the company. Aunt Mona and I had quite an interesting time trying to mimic the facial expressions of the baseball players' pictures that were shown on the big screen. It was quite enjoyable. Melanie and Sam Snyder also joined us, Ms. Melanie being very helpful with some important baseball questions, and Sam and I had some fun moments doing the "awkward-bleacher-trying-not-to-hit-anyone-and-also-trying-to-figure-out-how-to-dance" dance. Overall, a delightful evening and completely worth the insane commute. That was a REALLY crowded Metro. Standing back to back with a guy exactly your height with then inertia being a really perverted jerk can make for a very uncomfortable ride. Anyways.
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