Listening to Pandora on Roku, Suite for lute in G minor, BWV 995, by JSBach, played by Paul O’Dette…

Tidbits of memories from recent days:

She (while out with the smokers on the balcony overlooking Canal Street at the Crowne Plaza): “I saw an offensive T-shirt on a man in the street. It said, ‘Cool story, babe. Now go make me a sandwich.’ Can you believe that?”
He: “Well…”
She: “Well what?”
He: [shrugging in only the way a Frenchman can]: “Nothing.”

Later, after his girlfriend had won a top dance award, he (yelling from the back of the room): “That’s great, honey. Now get back to the kitchen.”

French humour or just the humour of a computer/dance nerd who happens to be French?

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“I wear the same leather dress shoes for work as I do for dancing. Seems like they would hurt more than the Toms you are wearing but it’s what they wore back then [when the dancing style of Charleston/Lindy hop was ‘invented’]. I need to get my leather insoles replaced.”

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“I didn’t dance tonight because I felt light-headed, maybe because I’ve been eating too many salty foods lately. Lots of Ramen noodles. Perhaps I should eat something else? I graduated with a mechanical engineering degree in December, working on the arsenal like everyone else. My parents bought me this portable amp along with an electric guitar — nice gesture by them but I don’t see myself ever learning to play the guitar now that I’m too busy as it is with the dance weekends and work.”

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“They want me to make a dance move I’m uncomfortable with, placing my hand on the front of my dance partner’s pelvis during our exhibition dance at the upcoming showcase. It doesn’t seem appropriate, does it?”

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“The woman who sat next to my husband told him all about her mountain biking but couldn’t remember the name of the $6000 mountain bike she bought used for $1500…from Washington state, she kept saying. This is the dance move that Stephane taught us on Tuesday.”