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October 15, 2002  

fallin'

i love this time of year. the "nip" in the air. wearing long sleeves and sweaters and corduroys. sporting socks and shoes instead of sandals. i'm not even sad about covering up my tattoo.

a harbinger of my last 8 or 9 autumns, dart season
started last wednesday. while it was hard to believe that it's that time again already—and while we failed to win even one of our 7 games on opening night (yeah, well...at least we had fun!)—i'm actually glad. it's the only "sport" i've ever been halfway good at (well, except for archery in high school gym class...so what is it with me and launching pointy projectiles at concentrically-circled targets??). it gets me out of the house (and gives s a regular 3-hour break from me) on wednesday evenings from october through april. i get to drink beer (this for them and one of these for me) with some of my favorite boys on a regular basis (unlike our summer gatherings, which are sporadic at best). and i really do love the game, even if we're not consistent enough to win as much as we'd like to. other teams love to play us because we don't take it too seriously...it's really all about having fun, anyway. tho it is a little easier to have fun when we're winning.

(speaking of my favorite boys, i was excited to learn (even if i was the last to know) that j and his former co-worker from
the great indoors are starting their own countertop business in the short north. it's called counter culture...can you stand it?? i'm so proud...i couldn't have named it better myself.)

on friday, s and i (re-)started "the dancing"—our third round of ballroom dance lessons at
the jimmy rawlins dance studios. these particular friday-night sessions are targeted specifically toward the lesbian community...just imagine 20-30 lesbian couples, varying wildly in terms of age, coordination, talent, and speed in learning new steps. it's hysterical! (oh, what i would have given for a video camera during those first few sessions....) but very fun. we've learned basic steps for and a number of variations (i.e., "the fancy stuff") of the waltz, the fox trot, the swing, the cha cha, the mambo, and the tango...plus the ubiquitous electric slide, a studio-choreographed line dance for "mambo no. 5", and probably some steps i'm forgetting. it's a blast...so much so, in fact, that we ignore the fact that s is usually the only woman of color in the place and just enjoy the dancing. and—at $90/couple for 5 lessons plus a "dance party" at the end, combining students from both the beginners' and the intermediate/advanced classes, and to which we all bring "a dish to share"—it's cheaper than the movies and a lot better exercise.

on saturday, s worked her department's pre-game "tailgate" event and then went with sherri, niq, and the kids to
the game, which i watched on television from the comfort of our living room. i'm not really into football, but it's hard not to get caught up in all the hoopla here—a big-ten school where football has long reigned supreme. it also doesn't hurt that the team boasts a national ranking of #4 and a freshman sensation who's already made history by being the first freshman to start at his position, and whose name keeps coming up in talk about the coveted heisman trophy.

sunday, while s went to the movies with a friend, i took a walk (on this most beauteous of days...60-ish and sunny is so me) down to
byzantium and spent almost 2 hours browsing. they have the sweetest little buddha kitties (at least one of which i think i might need to procure at some point), as well as their not-so-little counterparts. and i think i might get into beading again...only this time using a lot of leather cord with sterling silver beads, charms, and findings. i bought a few lovelies, and found some bargain-priced 1mm leather cord on e-bay yesterday (byzantium doesn't sell leather)...so, as soon as that arrives, i can get rolling. i have some fabulous designs in my head...now if i can just produce them with a quality that matches what's in my mind's eye....

also with fall comes the anticipation of...what, what??
BASKETBALL. we can hardly wait! we have season tickets for the home games, as well as plans to travel in november to pittsburgh for the duquesne game and to boulder for the coors classic tournament. we're literally counting the days until the first game on november 6. to tide us over, we're going to see the cavs play the raptors in an exhibition game at the schott tonite. if vince carter doesn't play? oooooohhh, perish the thought.
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