Floaty floaty. Dancing with someone who can lead, For The Win.
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They gave me a sheet with boxes to check for dances I'd like to learn, and I had a hard time not checking all of them. My dude started with the foxtrot, and wow. So, yeah. Floaty. I am apparently a good follower and a quick learner. So he kept saying. And then he asked me what was next, and since cha cha is my favorite, I sucked all the moves he knows out of him till he had to ask somebody else for more to teach me. And then he taught me basic tango, which is not at all like the one Stephan keeps trying to teach me. But it is awesome.
It's such an implausible character quirk for me. I would never have expected to love dancing, since it's one of those things... It seems like you should start early, and be bad at it when you start as an adult, like languages and gymnastics and facility with computers. I absolutely despise being wrong, so I am not as good as I'd like to be at many things, but dancing seems like it'd be particularly hard for me to like, since not only did I know nothing about it when I started, but by its very nature it's imperative that you depend on other people, and surrender your own intentions. I am not generally a fan of that. Except in music.
Maybe it's not so foreign. It's my eternal rant to the chorister at large about PAYing atTENtion and picking up signals and adjusting yourself according to the demands of the art rather than trying to impose your own order or glorying in your own perceived proficiency. And apparently you don't have to start that early, because I seem to be picking it up pretty fast and not getting it wrong more than twice before I can do it fairly dependably. The level of awesome it reaches when you get it right more than nine times in ten is one I usually associate with flying, perfect ensemble, or the end of a perfect book when you discover there's another one in the series and it's not over yet.
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They gave me a sheet with boxes to check for dances I'd like to learn, and I had a hard time not checking all of them. My dude started with the foxtrot, and wow. So, yeah. Floaty. I am apparently a good follower and a quick learner. So he kept saying. And then he asked me what was next, and since cha cha is my favorite, I sucked all the moves he knows out of him till he had to ask somebody else for more to teach me. And then he taught me basic tango, which is not at all like the one Stephan keeps trying to teach me. But it is awesome.
It's such an implausible character quirk for me. I would never have expected to love dancing, since it's one of those things... It seems like you should start early, and be bad at it when you start as an adult, like languages and gymnastics and facility with computers. I absolutely despise being wrong, so I am not as good as I'd like to be at many things, but dancing seems like it'd be particularly hard for me to like, since not only did I know nothing about it when I started, but by its very nature it's imperative that you depend on other people, and surrender your own intentions. I am not generally a fan of that. Except in music.
Maybe it's not so foreign. It's my eternal rant to the chorister at large about PAYing atTENtion and picking up signals and adjusting yourself according to the demands of the art rather than trying to impose your own order or glorying in your own perceived proficiency. And apparently you don't have to start that early, because I seem to be picking it up pretty fast and not getting it wrong more than twice before I can do it fairly dependably. The level of awesome it reaches when you get it right more than nine times in ten is one I usually associate with flying, perfect ensemble, or the end of a perfect book when you discover there's another one in the series and it's not over yet.