i want to have an indian wedding
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my friend LS invited me to be her guest at a wedding reception today. It was between a Catalan (Spanish) woman and an Indian man (that's east not native {fuck who knows what the right words are anymore}) and it was wonderful. For one thing? The old people danced as much or more as the young people AND the music didn't suck.
The food? Excellent. The music? Awesome. The speeches? Bilingual and not lame. The sentiment? Heartfelt without schmaltz. The Saris? SO BEAUTIFUL!
I was just so happy in that room, there were people of every imaginable description there and all of them were enjoying each other. In fact it gave me hope, and not the cheesy kind where you go to a wedding and decide that if they can get married anyone can. No, the other kind.
The one where you know that there are happy people in the world and that they made themselves happy by working at it and seizing the moments in life. these people DANCE at weddings. They partied together these two families and all of their friends and it was wonderful.
So nice to see people choosing to be happy.
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Oh MAN!
I went climbing with a couple of folks today. I'd met the girl before and I thought I had met the man years ago. I don't think I had actually. I think I just watched him climb. So smooth. Like watching butter or something.
It didn't hurt that he was GORGEOUS and hot too. There was a little drool...
Seriously, he's be up there on a wall climbing some 5.11+ and making it look like a 5.8 and I was trying to wipe drool off my face and not let go of the ropes. Fortunately I think I hid it well.
The point of all this drooling is not actually that the man is hot. I'm pretty sure he's involved with the lady that was there. Anyway she left before him (though they planned to meet back up) and we got to talking about movement. I talked about deep abdominal muscles and relearning to move from them for climbing. He talked about climbing the way a guy who's been doing it for 12 years will talk about it. With gestures and thoughtfulness.
It was really an interesting conversation. It moved on to movement and motorcycles and then using your toes and leading with your knees. He gestured a lot there too. It made me miss my bike even more. I have this half formed plan to sell my car and buy a bike but I think I still need the car. Tough call.
Turns out that he rides on a track and competes in climbing AND is my age. I think really I'm drooling right now.
Anyway, it was nice to talk about theories of movement with someone who is as into it as I am. What was cooler about the whole thing is that this is a guy who is in the circle. You know, the one the good climbers are in. The one where they just show up at the gym and have a group there of friends and people to belay.
I think in some way that by climbing with them (and just him a few routes after she left) I may possibly find it slightly easier to get some routes in when I go there alone. I'm hoping that having seen me belay legendary climber guy (because eventually I noticed that everyone was watching him) will get them to be like 'hey did you want to do some routes?'
Hope hope. Climbing is a lot more fun when you get yourself in a group.
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FUCKED UP this morning. Set my alarm for monday instead of sunday. Sunday I teach at 8:30 and Monday I teach at 9:30. Yeah. So embarassed.
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Happy monday y'all.
my friend LS invited me to be her guest at a wedding reception today. It was between a Catalan (Spanish) woman and an Indian man (that's east not native {fuck who knows what the right words are anymore}) and it was wonderful. For one thing? The old people danced as much or more as the young people AND the music didn't suck.
The food? Excellent. The music? Awesome. The speeches? Bilingual and not lame. The sentiment? Heartfelt without schmaltz. The Saris? SO BEAUTIFUL!
I was just so happy in that room, there were people of every imaginable description there and all of them were enjoying each other. In fact it gave me hope, and not the cheesy kind where you go to a wedding and decide that if they can get married anyone can. No, the other kind.
The one where you know that there are happy people in the world and that they made themselves happy by working at it and seizing the moments in life. these people DANCE at weddings. They partied together these two families and all of their friends and it was wonderful.
So nice to see people choosing to be happy.
.
Oh MAN!
I went climbing with a couple of folks today. I'd met the girl before and I thought I had met the man years ago. I don't think I had actually. I think I just watched him climb. So smooth. Like watching butter or something.
It didn't hurt that he was GORGEOUS and hot too. There was a little drool...
Seriously, he's be up there on a wall climbing some 5.11+ and making it look like a 5.8 and I was trying to wipe drool off my face and not let go of the ropes. Fortunately I think I hid it well.
The point of all this drooling is not actually that the man is hot. I'm pretty sure he's involved with the lady that was there. Anyway she left before him (though they planned to meet back up) and we got to talking about movement. I talked about deep abdominal muscles and relearning to move from them for climbing. He talked about climbing the way a guy who's been doing it for 12 years will talk about it. With gestures and thoughtfulness.
It was really an interesting conversation. It moved on to movement and motorcycles and then using your toes and leading with your knees. He gestured a lot there too. It made me miss my bike even more. I have this half formed plan to sell my car and buy a bike but I think I still need the car. Tough call.
Turns out that he rides on a track and competes in climbing AND is my age. I think really I'm drooling right now.
Anyway, it was nice to talk about theories of movement with someone who is as into it as I am. What was cooler about the whole thing is that this is a guy who is in the circle. You know, the one the good climbers are in. The one where they just show up at the gym and have a group there of friends and people to belay.
I think in some way that by climbing with them (and just him a few routes after she left) I may possibly find it slightly easier to get some routes in when I go there alone. I'm hoping that having seen me belay legendary climber guy (because eventually I noticed that everyone was watching him) will get them to be like 'hey did you want to do some routes?'
Hope hope. Climbing is a lot more fun when you get yourself in a group.
.
FUCKED UP this morning. Set my alarm for monday instead of sunday. Sunday I teach at 8:30 and Monday I teach at 9:30. Yeah. So embarassed.
.
Happy monday y'all.
posted by sassinak | 1:28 AM
10 Comments:
I just wanted to share that while I got the gist, I think I have no real idea how smooth you are if you can make a 5.11 look like a 5.8.
and I'm soooo not a climber. more of a sitter.
hmm...
you know when you watch a good dancer it's impressive but still you can tell that they're working. but with a GREAT dancer it's just all floating and dancing and seeming like gravity doesn't apply?
it's kind of like that.
OK ... think I gotcha now ...
climbers impress me ... cuz I climbed like crazy as a kid ... but once I hit that adult realization of what happens when you FALL ... it was ovah.
see in toronto the climbing gyms have these cool padded floors and all sorts of safety rules so you end up feeling safe. Also most only hit 40-60 feet.
Now for going outside... i'm still not trusting my hands enough to do it but I know I'll love it because I too climbed as a kid.
Glad to hear that you are climbing frequently. Climbing rules!! Also, it is a lot more fun when you find a group to meet there.
teresa it's FULLY fun.
also... the boys look like this:
nice gallery
hope the linky thing works. (there's some girl pics in that gallery too...)
dude you're working out and when you're not you're drooling... i can't tell you how much fun it is.
also... climbers tend to be pretty nice and friendly once they see you're serious.
the nice thing about climbing is that it's a whole body thing. The nicer thing is that if you get good it feels like you're dancing and then it's just fun. Incidentally you get killer abs and long beautiful muscles...
hey like anywhere some're asses and some're nice but if you're friendly they are too!
then you should investigate bouldering (wikipedia has great climbing definitions) at first because it's low to the ground and you never fall more than 10 feet... you can move up the walls as you get over it...
and it's FUN!
t-love i have some links and definitions in this post:
wandering the web
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