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Tonight I went stag to the Orange Practica in Berkeley, met Homer and Cristina, and had a great time dancing. It works well for me to show up for the class right before the practica, then I get to meet people in class who like my dancing, and I get to find out who I’m interested in asking to dance. I think part of the problem before is that I’ve ( Read more... )

The new digs are nice. My sublet is an older duplex, tall and skinny, typical SF in the Mission. Nice neighborhood, too; still a little grimy around the edges, just enough that it doesn’t feel fake. San Anselmo sometimes feels a bit too planned out, too little-boutique-shop/suburbia for my complete comfort, so it’s a nice change of pace. We still ( Read more... )

I just moved in to SF proper. We’d been up in the north bay area, miles from anywhere useful in a suburb that seemed built by Crate & Barrel. I thought I’d be happy to live in a town where there were no chain stores, but these are all upscale boutiques: fashion clothes for dogs, woo-woo-yoga for a prettier soul, Art galleries, that kind of thing. ( Read more... )

Their teaching style is wonderful. Really. Think Jaimes Freidgen’s level of teaching skill, coupled with a deep kindness and the ability to make it all so very clear you wonder why you hadn’t gotten it before. They will tell you that whatever it is you’re doing, it’s right for something; maybe not this lead, maybe not even tango, but it’s right for ( Read more... )

I’m overwhelmed with tango. One lesson every day, sometimes milongas and practicas, we’ve just moved from San Anselmo in to San Francisco. I haven’t met any gay tango dancers yet but I hope to soon, and there’s a gay tango festival the first weekend of July that I want to attend ( Read more... )

I’ve been here in California for six days now, and I’m starting to become acclimated to the weather, and also to the dancing. We’ve even managed a sort of a comfortable routine; late mornings with a large meal, puttering in the afternoon until it’s time for my lesson, then games until dinner. Some nights we go out dancing, get home late and fix a ( Read more... )

So I’ve done another crazy thing: I’ve followed some tango teachers (Michael and Beatrix) to a strange city so that I can pay them an extraordinary amount of money to teach me to dance better. Actually, what I want to learn is how to have a good time, but a large part of that involves dancing better. Dancing better doesn’t always mean that my steps ( Read more... )

Oh, boy have I been enjoying Jonathan Coulton. Well, some of the songs, anyway. He's incredibly prolific. Remember those two years I lost as a result of trying medications that failed to actually make me any less depressed but instead caused me to lose my hair, go blind, and have a seizure? (They also caused me to stop writing.) I'm a little more ( Read more... )

I'll be in the Pacific North Wet around 20 January, and am wondering about what sorts of gatherings are happening to celebrate this transition, which is *finally* going to be something other than Bad to Worse: this time, it's something Abominable to someone Kinda Neat ( Read more... )