swivel swivel shimmy

New Cardio Caliente instructor, from Chile: merengue, mambo, salsa, cha-cha. Some more merengue, with a mambo thrown in. She plays Cabas (who I love). I try to play it cool, but she dances me off the planet.
Smash TV for breakfast: bites down hard.
Say, if you’re in PDX tomorrow, the Mercury‘s having its four-year anniversary and my final party as Arts Editor. Aaron and I were smart and booked some dopeass PDX MC with possibly-Xtian-undertoned vocodor party band and Seattle’s “most likely to quit metal and join the Masons”.
Flow? Fuck flow. You should totally come.