Showing posts with label cartwheels. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cartwheels. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

So I was busy this weekend....

Several things on the agenda today...


This weekend I attended The Foundation Breakdance Battle at Bossanova. It was siiiiick. Push Jones got to perform and were even later complimented by the judge and former contestant of America's Best Dance Crew, Do-Knock. Turns out he's a fun guy to party with as well. After having a couple drinks at the battle me, some of the Push ladies, and Do-Knock mosied up the road to The Report for the after party. My heavens.... So many breakdancing people. Twixxx of the Massive Monkey's made an appearance (also from ABDC). After several whiskey/cokes I pulled out my favorite MC Hammer dance move in front of the hip hop professionals. If you're unsure what that looks like, watch this...I am such an idiot sometimes... Day 2 of Foundation was pretty decent too with my duties including PROMOTIONS! Some people scream and run away in fear and the first mention of doing promotion work. I on the other hand love to make an ass of myself in public and talk to large groups of people so I accepted the offer with open arms. That day I was promoting workshop a with Do-Knock and Twixx at my lovely home studio Vega Dance Lab the following day. I made sure everyone who even looked close to being able to dance recieved a flyer :) I found the best strategy if people tried to give the flyers back to was to drop my arms and insist that I had none. Muhahahaha. I'm evil. And uh.. New Push Jones poster by my choreographer's husband, Joe. So cool.

I actually ended up going to that workshop and it was kick ass. When I say kick ass I mean it kicked my ass. Today I am brandishing bruises and sore muscles. Apparently Do-Knock is a beast when it comes to choreography and it turned out to be most welcome. I was pushed. It was good. FEEL THE BURN! Twixxx ended up teaching a sort of freestyle workshop on how to jump into dance circles. I feel like I've always been pretty comfortable with this. My issue is getting some new material. The hammer can only take me so far, right? By the end of the class, I was exhausted but soo happy to have gone and been able to experience the talent these two dudes have to offer, let alone their kindess. Good people. Here's a video of them both. Be impressed.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

De Dee De De DEE de Dee. TEQULIA!


Last night was interesting... I'm sure all parties involved would agree. Looking back I think there is only one thing to blame for last night's happenings. TEQUILA! As soon as I got off of dance rehearsal yesterday my presence was requested at Fostey's house in NoPo. I drove straight there and dove right into a nice game of "fuck the dealer" outside on the grass in the warm sunshine. Yes Please!.. After putting on steady buzz we decided it was Teach Timber how to perform a proper cartwheel time (Always a good choice after a couple margaritas). All I can really say about that is wow... she's gonna be feeling that tommorow. Imagine trying to land 20 cartwheels on your your ass. Not fun.......but really quite hilarious.
Got some drunk dialing done last night. Called Justin even though I had spoken with him two hours prior. You know when you start to get drunk and there's one person you really really really really want to talk to even though you have nothing to say? Yea, it was kind of like that. It seemed like he shared my enthusiasm at the time though so I feel like the drunk dialing was justified in some sense or another. And if it wasn't justified then it was definitely Justinified which I think is much better anyways.
Further on into the night I find myself praying to the porcelain goddess. Nothing came of it but I felt much safer there than anywhere else when the room started spinning. You would hope that I would have enough common sense to realize that I should eat something with my margaritas. But no.. I had to jump the gun as usual. Anyways, I don't actually end up yacking but do crawl into the tub for a little R&R. Luckily, KathLeenypoo finds me 10 minutes later and crawls in with me. Ah yes. 2 girls, 1 tub. Perfect. I'm fairly certain that we didn't climb out of the tub for another hour or so. We just sat there as people came into pee, talk, or whatevs. Probably one of the better hours I spent last night.
So the night had it's ups and downs. Some highlights to be pointed out without going into too much detail:

Jam session in the basement with several talented musicians (not including myself in that statement) where I terribly perform my tequilad renditions of 4 Non Blondes, The Yeah Yeah Yeahs, and Red Hot Chili Peppers. Someone stop me next time please. Seriously

Lost my sexy boots at least 5 times.

Had a heart to heart with Timber J.

Akward sexual advances.....

Cuddle party in Fostey's bed with me, JENNA!!!, Fosteys and LEEN. So glorious. I want to snuggle them all my life.

That's about it. All other details surrounding last night have either been removed from my memory or are too scandalous for the public.

And now.. a beer in the shower.