And then me, Mark and Nora went to the Times for drinks and our waitress asks me "Hey are you an actress? Are you in that Marta show!" and I said yes we all are! She had seen the show the night before, so we of course, felt like stars. I have to admit, being noticed feels pretty neat.
I was hoping to write about Cleveland and Dallas' CD release party tonight, at the Dakoda, but I missed it cause the show ended too late.
Nice tame salsa night, though, and I got to see Brynn, who I love seeing. And I also saw my new French friend Sebastien( Seh-Bas-tyon) who I met last week. I still smell like him, since I danced with him last. Good thing he smells good. I can't figure him out. He waited till the very end of the night to ask me to dance, while he kept dancing with this other lady, but took me outside to talk a bit, and then asked to see me this week right before I left, while we kept trying to figure out what cultures kisses to late (mexico = one kiss on the cheek, France=two, one on each). We've emailed last week, and I am fascinated by anything foreign (hehe, most my friends know this, plus I am learning French and he said he would help, between his giggles at the little French that I showed him I knew.)
Nora and I were laughing at this man we called the slider, because instead of picking up his feet and doing the salsa step, he slid around, and got all sweaty, and made these funny faces when dancing with us. These are our impressions of his faces...
Mr. Hobart was a poop and didnt come out tonight, or answer his door when I went to bother him post dancing and a few drinks. :-) bless him, he actually has a job. Unlike me.
Just joking, I worked all day today, and I have a show at 830 am. so this is me "up and over", as my dad would say, when trying to say "over and out."
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