On a day like today, when it’s almost May but still cold and rainy, we might just need a little inspiration to put a kick in our step:
“Read, every day, something no one else is reading. Think, every day, something no one else is thinking. Do, every day, something no one else would be silly enough to do. It is bad for the mind to be always part of unanimity.” – Christopher Morley
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Jake and Chelsie Samba. Photos courtesy of BuddyTV
Tonight, the celebrities take on the Argentine Tango or the Samba AND a Swing Dance marathon. Since the last Mambo marathon was so successful, I cannot wait for the Swing one! All of the dancers in the competition now are truly talented, and could win, so this season of Dancing with the Stars just. got. interesting! And Pam Anderson is loving her new brown ‘do. Let’s get this going!
Go Evan, go Evan!
Jake Pavelka, Samba: I think the thing I find most endearing about Jake is that he refuses to wear his shirt. Looking for the ladies’ vote there Jake? But, he’s truly adorable, and putting a lot of personality in his dances. The Samba always confuses me, and I’ve never seen anyone, save Melissa Rycroft, do a good one. So Jake’s was a little underwhelming. After a little trip-up, which he controlled, Bruno said he “didn’t wiggle correctly.”
Score: 7, 7, 7
Evan Lysacek, Samba: I love Evan. And I love Evan and Anna. I really think he’s a frontrunner, and I’m gonna call it now that he wins. Hmmm, Anna tried to kill him by flipping his massive body over her tiny, little itty-bitty back, no big deal. He’s alright. Shake those hips Evan! He’s another one that doesn’t like to wear a shirt. I think Bruno is going to love this. Oh man, was I wrong. I’m just blinded by my favorite. Carrie Ann said he “lost the battle with the Samba.” Booo Carrie Ann! The Samba’s just too hard!
Score: 7, 7, 7
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I decided a few months ago that I was going to attempt the unthinkable: jump out of a plane. For those of you who know me well, you’re probably thinking “the hell she will.”
Well, the dye has been cast because I’ve set a date and found a place and all I need to do now is try not to vomit as we climb thousands of miles into the air above Long Island.
I’ll be keeping a countdown of the “Days ‘Til the Drop” on the sidebar to the right (no, your other right) and a tally of who’s on board. So far it’s just me and two crazy Dommermuth kids. They’re up for anything.
If you want to join us and I haven’t spoken to you about this yet, just e-mail me at nomadblog.wordpress@gmail.com and we’ll get you fitted for a nice parachute. T-minus 82 days.
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