Saturday, January 11, 2014

Life is a Dance Floor

I was dancing just now (Pink, God is a DJ.)  Actually, I was just bouncing rhythmically in my chair with lots of head bobbing and drag queen hand gestures and realized Saki was watching me with great concern.  Then he tried to swat at me.

Tragically, I was not accompanied by Jane Lynch and a trio of safety gays since I'm sure Jane would have protected me from Saki.  Or she might have taken his side.  No telling, really.
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13 comments:

  1. normadesmondJanuary 11, 2014 at 4:33 PM

    Q: what did one vampire lesbian say to the other?

    A: see you next month!

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  2. mrpeeneeJanuary 11, 2014 at 5:21 PM

    Ragged humor.

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  3. JonJanuary 11, 2014 at 5:23 PM

    Funny, I've just been watching Synth Britannia (for the umpteenth time), doing all the queeny arm movements to Soft Cell. Then again, I don't have a hetero psycho cat to worry about. Jx

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    1. mrpeeneeJanuary 12, 2014 at 7:09 PM

      I had to go google Synth Britannia since it's not available in the U.S., much to my disgust.

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    2. JonJanuary 13, 2014 at 12:26 AM

      Shame - it is like an instruction video for men on how to wear mascara with panache! Jx

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  4. designing wallyJanuary 12, 2014 at 10:13 AM

    Living with a critic is something no artist should have to deal with...

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  5. The MistressJanuary 13, 2014 at 2:37 AM

    Was it a claws in swat or a claws out swat?

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    1. mrpeeneeJanuary 13, 2014 at 10:10 AM

      I'm so trained to flinch back in reaction, I don't even notice any more.

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  6. DianeJanuary 13, 2014 at 3:51 PM

    I told Saki how you could clear a dance-floor back in the day. I'm sure he was scared you were going to last out at any moment.

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    1. DianeJanuary 13, 2014 at 3:52 PM

      Or *lash* out . . .

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    2. mrpeeneeJanuary 13, 2014 at 8:45 PM

      "lash out" seems much more likely these days than "last out."

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  7. ThombeauJanuary 14, 2014 at 11:32 PM

    Just sending you some extra love and hugs today. XOXO

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