And off we shuffled to Newark last night (home of my new favorite mayor) to the Prudential Center to see the live performance of So You Think You Can Dance! Sadly, Cat was elsewhere. Not as sadly, Mary was also! (The Hot Tamale Train should be for hot and hearing impaired with the way that woman screams!) The show was fab, the dancing- wonderful, the 6 packs? Out and HOT! (Woo HOOO) The dancers were also doing the chatting and "sketches" between the numbers and though some did a great job (Twitch, Will, Gev) some, should not audition for So You Think You Can Act anytime soon... We weren't supposed to use flash, and having a moment of respectfulness- I didn't. Thus- not my best photographic effort but still coolio!!
The Finale. Start at the end, that's what I always say!+145.jpg)
The blue-ish, white-ish blur is Joshua, this season's winner! Can you say HEIGHT?!+038.jpg)
Mark
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Twitchington! (and Twitch's abs... dreamy)
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PS... after an hour long ride to Newark- in which a scripted, rehearsed, conferred upon, well discussed lecture was given to the children of Nannyland- our lecturer realized whilst patting herself on the back, that she had forgotten the fucking tickets. Thus leading to begging, cajoling, flirting, and a multitude of phone calls and the graciousness of the staff of the Prudential Center being our tickets to the show!
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PS... after an hour long ride to Newark- in which a scripted, rehearsed, conferred upon, well discussed lecture was given to the children of Nannyland- our lecturer realized whilst patting herself on the back, that she had forgotten the fucking tickets. Thus leading to begging, cajoling, flirting, and a multitude of phone calls and the graciousness of the staff of the Prudential Center being our tickets to the show! Sweet Mother of God- my job is ridiculous.
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