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

    A: see you next month!

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

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

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

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

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  5. 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. Or *lash* out . . .

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

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  6. Just sending you some extra love and hugs today. XOXO

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