The dancing lemur shoiw

Yesterday was the lemur's big dance recital. If you want the pre-performance angst and, no doubt, the official debrief go check out the lemur LJ. I'm still not in great shape and the prospect of sitting through the whole show in the hot, crowded and uncomfortable studio was not appealing so I went to the run through in the afternoon instead. It meant that I missed the sparkly costumes but I did get to see the lemur's two numbers. She's come a long way since she started. One piece in particular had quite a few really fast turns in it. They weren't as crisp as I know she'd like them to be but the whole thing was much more demanding than anything I've seen her do before and it was really quite well done. I'm not really a big dance fan but I've seen enough with people who know what to look for to be a reasonable judge of what's going on and I can certainly see the progress that the lemur has made. I'm impressed.

General ineptness

In view of yesterday's several displays of sporting ineptness, I bring you a poll.

[Poll #750564]

Reading for guilty pleasure

oursin has a thread running on categories of book we avoid so I thought I'd start one on things we read as 'guilty pleasures'. I guess I define this as stuff we ;like but know is in some sense trashy or less than reputable. Maybe the sort of thing we wouldn't want to admit to our English lit teacher that we read.

Actually this isn't a big part of my reading but there are a few things that wouldn't win me points for intellectual purity. I guess the two main categories for me would be "bawdy romps"; think Flashman and Kathy Lettke, and books about military hardware. Bonking, complicated undergarments and armoured vehicles, what can I say.