On Argentine Tango, Sports& Religion
So... one of my co-workers and I start a group Argentine Tango class on Thursday. Super excited, because I *LOVE* Argentine Tango, but can't afford to do individual lessons w/ McDirty (who is incredibly perfect for that dance, but I digress). Hence, group lessons. Just a month, once a week, but hey, something's better than nothing. Basic explanation of why I love it so much: Argentine Tango= Sex on the dance floor. Seriously. Ok, so a lot of dancing is pretty sexy, as are the outfits, but this takes the cake. So. Very. Hot.
Here's an example
And another, whose video quality kinda sux, but shows how sexy the dance is.
You get my point. Someday. *drool*
As for the Sports & Religion... Well, as some of you may know, Sunday was the Super Bowl. Shocking, right? Here's what I thought was interesting/disturbing... after the game, they do the whole " wahoo, here's the shiney trophey!" bit (and yes, Sarah, I freakin know it's named after Vince Lombardi, of GB fame. Thanks). So the owner of the Colts is all like "Go Team G-d!" Ok, not exactly like that. But clearly, G-d was responsible, or at least played a hand in their winning. I mean, duh. Whatever. That's great that he believes he had some divine help. Whatever floats his boat. It annoyed me, but everyone just about says it, so ok. What really stuck out to me- and yes, maybe bothered me- was Tony Dungy [coach] accepting the trophy and saying, "Not only are Lovie (Bears' coach) and & I African-American coaches, but we're both also good Christians." Okay then. Probably shouldn't bother me, but it made me turn it off. And decide that if I'm ever, by some miracle up on that podium, I'm going to go " GO JEWISH WOMEN!" Just for the hell of it. Or maybe "JEW POWER!" See what happens. *giggle* This was going to be serious, but I think I totally just lost that. Oh well.
Seriously, though. Was it really necessary to say that? Especially at the Super Bowl, when plenty of people who are watching it are definitely not Christian? Seriously? I know, I know, it's not really a big deal. But I did find it slightly obnoxious, even if I shouldn't have. *shrugs* Really, though, I suspect if someone did get up there and say something like "We're both good Jewish coaches (hahahahahahaha)," or some such, it would be mentioned. Blah. Blah. Blah.
Over & out, kids.
One last thing, while we're not on the subject. I was going to *try* and not hate Valentine's Day this year. I've given that up. I'm going to *hate* it again. As usual, take your pick. Not just because of the typical I'm-single-and-bored-and-want-someone-to-cuddle-with junk, but because next week is Florida Superstars, aka a competition that I was invited to but couldn't afford to attend. So I'll be semi-lonely, grumpy and annoyed, all at once. Freakin' $. And it probably means less of Mark & McDirty than usual. Bleh. I used a lot of asteriks in this post.
Love to
sweetnarcosis, otherwise known as my bethothed, like 4 times over now. And love to Federer, otherwise known as my wifey. Remember: Utahussettes is the way to go. Polygomy+gay marriage=happiness.