(not) not my dissertation

Monday, April 21, 2003

If I were a biddy-biddy rich, daidle deedle deedle daidle man.  

My first belly dancing class was fun. I spent an hour intently focused on the instructor's bejeweled butt.

I do, however, wish there wasn't that great big mirror in the front. Whenever i pried my eyes away from the bejeweled butt to look and see if my hips were doing anything resembling hers, I caught sight of my absurd self.

And I'd get the giggles because I kept thinking, while she looked great and belly dancer like, my movements were more akin to what Topol (as Tevye in Fiddler on the Roof) does during "If I Were a Rich Man". You know the move I'm talking about...

posted by J at 2:51 PM


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