On another note, Tess has taken her first ballet class. Tammy asked her, "Don't you want to be a doctor?" "No, I'm going to be a ballet girl." So much for the fancy retirement community. I love her so…
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On another note, Tess has taken her first ballet class. Tammy asked her, "Don't you want to be a doctor?" "No, I'm going to be a ballet girl." So much for the fancy retirement community. I love her so…
Dig this; remember how I'm always talking about perching over your standing leg in attitude? If you're arms go from low to high you shouldn't change your weight; just change the arms. Here's an example:
What I'm talking about.
I have just had some correspondence with Kyndal's Mom about the DVD. If there's one reason the DVD isn't ready, my many technical debacles besides, it's because to this day I have been unable to account for the Thursday night show's tape. I have searched high and low. I scoured the theater, the grass outside the theater, my car, my room, the studio. It simply is not anywhere I can find. I gathered from all of the activity around the camera that the tape got legs and walked away. I can't go so far as to accuse anyone because I could not be in two places at once. All of the help that I had was working backstage. So, again. If anyone has this tape, I want it back. No questions asked. I don't care how you got it, I need it. This was Kyndal's last dance performance. Her parents brought a camera and I didn't let them tape because I was going to be able to do it better myself, plus there would be thousands of red dots and parents watching the viewfinder and not the show. Not to mention that taping the show isn't allowed: look at the cover of this week's New Yorker.
So basically, not only have I delayed and delayed and delayed your receipt of this DVD, I have robbed Kyndal's parents of any record of their daughter's last show. The fact that I'm no longer invited to GHP is small punishment for that. I am truly sorry for losing that show. I wish I could go back in time and have put that tape somewhere completely safe. For everybody else, I have all of the video captured on disc. I just need to add titles and convert it to DVD format, burn it, duplicate it, and send it out. The only reason I have enough time to type this long message is because I'm waiting for an employer to call me for a job that was supposed to be here yesterday. I have been crazed since the day that I left Valdosta. So, stay tuned. I'll post something on Sunday. B.
After several weeks, really months, of looking around, I've decided to go with ZenCart for Susan’s new shopping cart. The decision came to me in Dothan, AL. I'm down here during my 25th year of the Nutcracker. I like the fact that ZenCart uses CSS for layout and XHTML for markup. It does have a learning curve, but the wiki is helpful and I'll just need time to play around with it. I may have more opinions about it when I get more into it, but so far so good.
While down here I met Benjamin Linn. He dances in Birmingham with Alabama Ballet. I have several friends in that company now (small world). I'm hoping to help Ben out with the website for his “Benjamas”. He's got a placeholder site up now, but it needs a lot of work. It should be a fun project and hopefully I'll be able to squeeze my fat ass into one of his products. I don't know if they make enough polar fleece.
I'm also looking forward to getting home to work on the DVD's. My kids have been waiting patiently since the summer and it's been one thing after the other. Since Tam and I have established an HQ, and I have to shiny new hard drives to install, I can get down to business.

Well, GHP 2006 has come to an end. I've got to pack everything up and make my appearance at the brunch tomorrow. The shows went well and I'm going to have fun working on the DVD. The kids worked very hard on the show and I'm proud of them and grew to love them very much over the past six weeks. I'm not too sad because I'm certain I will see many of them around and at SERBA.
Similar to last year, Tam and I are moving. We're headed home to Augusta. Yes I'm returning to my island. We have to go back home, lick our financial wounds and give the grandparents more time with Tess. Tam's hopefully arranged her employment for next year and I'm returning to my weekly drives to Atlanta. Never a dull moment. I thought hanging up the tights would have helped me settle down; I guess I've got too much of the vagabond in me. At least I will be an hour closer and will have more time with Tam and the little one.

