2:21 a.m. - 2004-02-29
crypto-date
at its Best, dancing makes one feel transcendent as well as supremely sexy simultaneously - though the two should not be blurred, for they represent two different discourse of dancing, one physically euphoric and the other playfully performative. at its Worst, following the same discursive lines, dancing makes one feel disembodied and alienated as well as uncoordinated and awkward. there has been no dance experience that did not include at least some of the Worst, and what separates out the great dance nights is the presence of the Best in substantial quantities. for example: new year's was liberally seasoned with the Worst due to unrelated matters, but had enough solid handfuls of the Best to make it overall a reasonably positive night in retrospect. the gossip last summer was nearly all Best - i was in the zone and it remains a legendary night. tonight's crypto-date with the swingline mastermind was a different recipe entirely - i suppose my system should incorporate the element of time, for while there were fair shakes of Best (most pronouncedly during 'neunundneunzig luftballons) they were interspersed with long periods of Medium, and as the night progressed and the bad song count grew higher, the Medium and more and more twinges of Worst. so i am now tired, smelly, and wondering about the man who pulled up alongside me on the way home and asked where i was going - not feeling bad at all but feeling like the evening deserved to present so very much more.
ah, well. so it goes!
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