PAT \\\ PATRICK \\\ DANIEL \\\ PAUL
Tuesday, September 02, 2003
 
So I'm thinking, where is pat? I dunno. He's supposed to be the guy who does stuff and I'm supposed to be the guy who gets busy with the pointing and laughing thing. I don't really have anything to say except this:

There is an underapreciated art in this world. The art of the chair dancing. I'm not talking about lap dancing, that's not art its a boner that doesn't get used. I'm talking about actually sitting in a chair and dancing. Its scores over the old style of dancing in one major way: white guys can do it well. See, white guys, for the most part, aren't all that coordinated so when we're dancing we kinda lose track of what certain appendages are up to. Hence why we end up looking like fools. But in chair dancing, we can focus on one appendage at a time and make it move in time with the music. This is because all movement is centered on the ass. Its on the ass because the booty doesn't move in this dance form. And we can do something highly repetitive with our legs, say tapping. And do some very basic swaying with the torso. Maybe a head bob if we're feeling adventerous.

Then some shoulder shrugging...

Then even some gyrations...

Then the arms get all funky and start flapping about...

Then I realize I've got too many apendages going again and I need to stop being so complex in my mad chair stlying.

Okay, really I've just been sitting in my room all day listening to moby and I was dancing in my chair. i just wanted to justify the most important thing I'll do today. Call me crazy.

Don't forget the rock.
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