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Aug. 1st, 2005 07:53 amFriday - lebanese food with a crowd, an unintentional social ambush, and finding out they make hand grips at 200 lbs pressure. If I could close that with one hand, why even consider dating?
Saturday night at chairschool was just amazing. When we showed up, the place was chock-full of people I knew. Poor![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
sunnyfunny is probably under the false impression that I have a million friends - very convenient for them all to be in the club at the dawn-breaking hour of 10pm! My Houston friend also thought everyone she met was very nice, so my bribery money was obviously well spent. The music was dead-on all night. Early on Aaron was on a roll...I really wanted to dance to much that he played but just having arrived I was stuck on the hello circuit. Outside Paul played just insanely killer music on the deck. I danced to one song I loved though I was mad that no one else was. Alone on the dance floor I do get to close my eyes though...I still have that funny habit from roxy daze. Of course I open my eyes to look at the crowd with loathing, "you mainstream-radio-listening tasteless peasants!" Even the requisite synthpop set had stuff I liked mixed in (I'm such a whore i danced to dead stars muahaha) and it I was pleased muchly with electro-clashy stuff I heard. Was it me, or was kelowna looking fierce on the dance floor?
Sunday I got to witness a display of male idiocy at the memorials.
< BullwinkleAnnouncerVoice >Hilarious male idiocy: (or why fitness alone isn't cool) < /Voice >
Background. The other night I was walking down Wilson with a friend (who I won't name in case they don't feel like being quoted) when we passed a shirtless jogger with an incredible body. I looked at him running exhausted and noted his perfect abs, saying "You see, if you want those that's what you have to do." My friend's reply was "Yeah, but he's still a dork." It was true - this guy was a visual disaster, bad clothes, funny face, clear lack of confidence...all that work did get him the hot tummy, but it was attached to a train wreck of a person.
So Sunday at the iwo jima memorial we couldn't help but notice how very serious a man was with his digital camera. A normal human tourist was waiting for this intense fellow, who was arguing with the subject of his photo about exposure settings. On. His. Digital. Camera. Not to be outdone, his friend then swapped out to take his picture. Did you know you can be macho while taking a picture? This guy went into this spread leg mega-karatee stance, and went nuts with intense knob fiddling (huh huh knob...fiddling...huh huh) on the camera. The tourist patiently waited. I noted the guy had amazing leg muscle development, well formed quads, ham, and calves...and what a dork.sunnyfunny was scary smooth while we tried not to laugh OR miss a moment of this parade. She lowered her camera, took ballpark aim, and shot a picture of the mega-karate-digital-camera-stance-guy from her lap. Nailed him dead on. When they finally wandered off we laughed until we about fell off the ground itself.
Lesson learned: you can be the most fit person in the world, and still be a dork.
(winamp folks - give "L'ELECTRIQUE - Wicked Beats from Netmusique.com a listen! Note - wide variety of music over time)
Saturday night at chairschool was just amazing. When we showed up, the place was chock-full of people I knew. Poor
sunnyfunny is probably under the false impression that I have a million friends - very convenient for them all to be in the club at the dawn-breaking hour of 10pm! My Houston friend also thought everyone she met was very nice, so my bribery money was obviously well spent. The music was dead-on all night. Early on Aaron was on a roll...I really wanted to dance to much that he played but just having arrived I was stuck on the hello circuit. Outside Paul played just insanely killer music on the deck. I danced to one song I loved though I was mad that no one else was. Alone on the dance floor I do get to close my eyes though...I still have that funny habit from roxy daze. Of course I open my eyes to look at the crowd with loathing, "you mainstream-radio-listening tasteless peasants!" Even the requisite synthpop set had stuff I liked mixed in (I'm such a whore i danced to dead stars muahaha) and it I was pleased muchly with electro-clashy stuff I heard. Was it me, or was kelowna looking fierce on the dance floor? Sunday I got to witness a display of male idiocy at the memorials.
< BullwinkleAnnouncerVoice >Hilarious male idiocy: (or why fitness alone isn't cool) < /Voice >
Background. The other night I was walking down Wilson with a friend (who I won't name in case they don't feel like being quoted) when we passed a shirtless jogger with an incredible body. I looked at him running exhausted and noted his perfect abs, saying "You see, if you want those that's what you have to do." My friend's reply was "Yeah, but he's still a dork." It was true - this guy was a visual disaster, bad clothes, funny face, clear lack of confidence...all that work did get him the hot tummy, but it was attached to a train wreck of a person.
So Sunday at the iwo jima memorial we couldn't help but notice how very serious a man was with his digital camera. A normal human tourist was waiting for this intense fellow, who was arguing with the subject of his photo about exposure settings. On. His. Digital. Camera. Not to be outdone, his friend then swapped out to take his picture. Did you know you can be macho while taking a picture? This guy went into this spread leg mega-karatee stance, and went nuts with intense knob fiddling (huh huh knob...fiddling...huh huh) on the camera. The tourist patiently waited. I noted the guy had amazing leg muscle development, well formed quads, ham, and calves...and what a dork.
sunnyfunny was scary smooth while we tried not to laugh OR miss a moment of this parade. She lowered her camera, took ballpark aim, and shot a picture of the mega-karate-digital-camera-stance-guy from her lap. Nailed him dead on. When they finally wandered off we laughed until we about fell off the ground itself. Lesson learned: you can be the most fit person in the world, and still be a dork.
(winamp folks - give "L'ELECTRIQUE - Wicked Beats from Netmusique.com a listen! Note - wide variety of music over time)
