Okay Fine, I Like Balanchine
It’s Thursday night, about seven minutes before curtain. I know this because I’m on my way downtown to meet PIC at the Merriam Theater on Broad…
It’s Thursday night, about seven minutes before curtain. I know this because I’m on my way downtown to meet PIC at the Merriam Theater on Broad…
And now, for some-not-so happy new: last week, I found out that I have a stress fracture. Not one actually but two. And that’s only in…
You’ll have to forgive me. I really do intend to stop writing about TWD eventually but the more I write, the more things make sense and…
I have a new system. A new how-to-avoid-murdering-my-loan-officer system to be precise. (This morning I received an email requesting an “explanation of the non-employment deposit of…
I blame The Lady Hoofers. Whenever I don’t post, it’s because of my tap company (or my anthropology students, or House of Cards, or Downton Abbey,…
I’m having a serious case of writer’s block right now, which is unfortunate because I’m supposed to be writing a review of a performance I saw…
I know, I know: I’m a terrible blogger. I have nothing to say for myself except for this: This, And this: (Okay, admittedly, this last one…
You might be wondering what happened to the fieldwork portion of Fieldwork in Stilettos (and by “fieldwork,” I of course mean dating). Well don’t worry: even…
With just a few days till my final student recitals of the year, it’s time to put the finishing touches on all of their pieces before…
Every once in a while something happens that makes me think, “Sh*t! Maybe I should give up on this whole writing thing and just focus on…
Ladies and gentleman, I’ve made a decision. An important decision. A potentially life-altering decision. I’m going to quit the Congress on Research in Dance and join…
I really don’t know what I’m doing when it comes to professional organizations and their associated conferences. Over the years, I’ve learned the basics (ie. you…