Wednesday club night
Jul. 16th, 2004 01:55 pmQuiet post-Convention session starting at 7 and ending at 8:45 PM, since the church is being used this month for "Hotel de Zink," the rotating homeless shelter shared between a group of churches in Palo Alto. The homeless begin to congregate outside hours in advance, and we clear out a bit before they're invited in at 9. Rich called Plus for the half hour until 7:30, since Andy (and lots of other people) didn't notice the schedule change. Rich has become a credible caller and teacher, and we're lucky to have several plausible choices ro replace Andy (although no one can really replace Andy.)
Tim came over to talk to me while I was gulping down water. This was unusual -- actually a first, since Tim has given every indication in the past that he actively dislikes me. He wanted to warn me that Brian Jarvis had sent out an email pointing to a gallery with a couple of pictures of me more bare than usual. I already knew about it since Brian had sent me the same email; Brian and his partner Kent are charming (and handsome) guys who live in Washington, D.C,, though Brian is originally from Ontario.
Tim and I talked some more about the burden of suddenly coming to the attention of the square dance community as some sort of hunk. Tim's experience with this was a few years ago, when he escorted a contestant in the Honky Tonk Queen contest. His costume? Gold paint, mostly, since he was supposed to be Oscar, the Academy Award statuette. Ever since, any time he comes up in front of an audience at a square dance function, helpful audience members call out, "Os-car! Os-car!" Which is why, when a group tried to get me to escort a contestant for next year, I said no, anything but that. No, really, I get nauseous on stage.
Tim came over to talk to me while I was gulping down water. This was unusual -- actually a first, since Tim has given every indication in the past that he actively dislikes me. He wanted to warn me that Brian Jarvis had sent out an email pointing to a gallery with a couple of pictures of me more bare than usual. I already knew about it since Brian had sent me the same email; Brian and his partner Kent are charming (and handsome) guys who live in Washington, D.C,, though Brian is originally from Ontario.
Tim and I talked some more about the burden of suddenly coming to the attention of the square dance community as some sort of hunk. Tim's experience with this was a few years ago, when he escorted a contestant in the Honky Tonk Queen contest. His costume? Gold paint, mostly, since he was supposed to be Oscar, the Academy Award statuette. Ever since, any time he comes up in front of an audience at a square dance function, helpful audience members call out, "Os-car! Os-car!" Which is why, when a group tried to get me to escort a contestant for next year, I said no, anything but that. No, really, I get nauseous on stage.
Re: Gallery Pictures
Date: 2004-07-17 12:09 am (UTC)Actually you'd fit right in in square dancing -- ever thought about picking it up?