today was spent out in the park with courtney, 
brosely, injnshiloh, and scaraharem learning poi (who knew i had coordination?!?) and getting some sun. i had forgotten how truly wonderful it was to sit outside on a perfect spring day, under a real tree to shade you from sun, feeling the real grass under your hands as you lean back.. *le sigh* everything in phoenix is imported and artificial-like. they don't have grass like THAT back home. (the stuff you sit on, not the stuff you smoke, you dweebs.)
tonight will find cara, jess, and i at arnada?!? izzat what it's called? girls night. open mic. will i brave the stage again?!? who knows. all depends upon the crowd. i haven't played my guitar AT ALL since last open mic, which means i'm outta practice. hard to be an aspiring rock star, when there isn't room to sit, let alone croon off key as you decide how you want words of a certain song to go. not to mention that the walls are so thin, that you can hear the neighbors cough.
i'm sleepy. maybe because today was thee most active i've had since i've been here? *drooool*
"great. that's all we need. a Druish princess."
"funny. she doesn't LOOK Druish."
and what ever happened to that guy from Spaceballs/Police Acadamy, that did all the noises?!?
brosely, injnshiloh, and scaraharem learning poi (who knew i had coordination?!?) and getting some sun. i had forgotten how truly wonderful it was to sit outside on a perfect spring day, under a real tree to shade you from sun, feeling the real grass under your hands as you lean back.. *le sigh* everything in phoenix is imported and artificial-like. they don't have grass like THAT back home. (the stuff you sit on, not the stuff you smoke, you dweebs.)tonight will find cara, jess, and i at arnada?!? izzat what it's called? girls night. open mic. will i brave the stage again?!? who knows. all depends upon the crowd. i haven't played my guitar AT ALL since last open mic, which means i'm outta practice. hard to be an aspiring rock star, when there isn't room to sit, let alone croon off key as you decide how you want words of a certain song to go. not to mention that the walls are so thin, that you can hear the neighbors cough.
i'm sleepy. maybe because today was thee most active i've had since i've been here? *drooool*
"great. that's all we need. a Druish princess."
"funny. she doesn't LOOK Druish."
and what ever happened to that guy from Spaceballs/Police Acadamy, that did all the noises?!?
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relaxed - Current Music:Spaceballs in the background
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In Hawaii, Poi is a food made of taro plant. You wrap the root of the plant in ball of leaves. Then attach a length of rope and begin swinging and bashing against a rock. After some bashing the taro root becomes a paste-like finger-food.
In New Zealand the Maori word "poi" means ball. (Moari being the native people there, there is speculation that they are somehow related to the polynesians) The Maori further developed this bashing of taro into a Poi dance for the females and co-ordination training for the warriors (using rocks swung from flax ropes) before battle, to increase their flexibility and strength in their hands and arms as well as improving coordination.
When I was over there, I got to see a bunch of the traditional Poi Dances.. they're very cool, though none of those were ever lit on fire. I think I've seen video of that done, though..
(Hehe. they're also used as a representation of a number of items and beliefs, One being of the penis or ovaries and fallopian tubes. Poi dancing had been used in the past to attract a mate.)
..and that has been your history lesson for today, kids.
Of course, he did, by the end.