Sunday, December 25, 2016

The Mexican mafia

me:  What’s it like being the most beautiful woman in the club?

        She looked sideways at me.

me:  No, I’m serious.  What’s it like?

She:  No one talks to me.

me:  Except me.

She:  Yes.

me:  Let’s dance.


She:  When I dance bachata with you, you make me feel like a queen.

me:  Well, you should, because you are a queen.

Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Good advice is hard to find

me:  Happy birthday on the big 6-0.  Tell me something you've learned.

She:  You know how you meet someone, and they're really charming, and things are going great, and you're thinking of moving in together?

I nod my head yes.

She:  Well, before you do, first do a criminal background check on your loverboy.

me: (With eyebrows raised)   Gosh.  You sound like two of my old girlfriends,  each of whom claimed five ex-husbands.  You could not deceive those women.  They had already heard every lie.

Saturday, July 16, 2016

The Nordic Goddess

While attending a house salsa party about three months ago, I chatted up Jacqueline, the Nordic Goddess.  With auburn hair, peaches and cream skin, and long dancer's legs, she looked like an
Orange Creamsicle come to life.

She:  What do you do?

me:   I'm a Leisure Consultant.

She:  A what?

me:  Yeah, I coach my clients on how to enjoy life.

My advice:     Step One: Quit your job.  Step Two:  Do what you love.

She:  What if I'm already doing that?

me:  Then you don't need my advice.

Then last week at the Pura Austin salsa social:

She:  Hi!  I just stopped in to tell you goodbye!

me:   Oh?

She:  I booked a one-way flight to Spain today!  I leave next Monday!

me:    How nice.  Let's dance.

Wednesday, June 29, 2016

The Brazilian professor


    The eleven piece Cuban timba band, Timberos del Norte, played at the One2One bar Sunday night.  The sparse crowd included a Brazilian college professor of my recent acquaintance.  She danced samba with Brazilian flair, and enjoyed salsa as a second love.  During the break, the DJ played a cha cha cha.  I asked her to dance, but she said she had last danced cha cha many years ago, and was unsure of herself as a follow.  I told her no worries, all she had to do was look beautiful, and I’d take care of the rest.  She smiled, and took my hand.  We were the only couple on the dance floor.  About half way through the song, she got her cha cha legs back, and we shared a lovely partnership.  I especially loved her cha cha walk.  The song ended, so we returned to our table, high as kites.  As we sat down,  a woman spectator came over to her, spontaneously hugged her, and told her how beautiful she looked while dancing.  The Brazilian beamed, while I nodded in agreement.  

        I believe that out of all the things a woman can do, she is at her most beautiful when dancing cha cha cha.

             Bruce Lee:  1958 Hong Kong    
          Cha Cha Championship Winner.

Saturday, February 20, 2016


These are the people to whom I owe a great debt:

My salsa daddy:

                     Jose Santoyo.  He’s the Man.

My salsa mamas:

             Debra Jean Hernandez.   Enough said.


              And Robbie Sky.  I can’t say enough.

My cha cha cha daddy:

                      Stuart Yaros.   Thank you.

My cha cha cha mama:

                        Mimi Corpus.  I love you.

My bachata daddy:

               Favian Bustos.  A tip of my hat to you.

My bachata mama:

                               Cynthia Mendez.                                                      The Cihuapillahtocatzintli.

Thursday, January 14, 2016

The Austonian

Sunday night, I went to hear Timberos Del Norte, an excellent salsa dance band at the One 2 One bar on South Lamar. After several dances with Unika, I took a break, and hung with the crowd watching the dancers.  I stood next to a 40-something Austonian looking fine in her cocktail dress and heels.

Out of the side of her mouth, she asked me: "Who's the cute little Emo with the fluorescent Mohawk?"

She apparently thought I would know.

I replied: "Why, that's Robbie Sky. Isn't she exotic?"

She nodded her head "yes" in time to the music.

Friday, January 8, 2016


She:  I just came from a Kizomba class.

me:  (Looking at the dance floor)   What'd you think?

She:  It was pretty sexual.

me:  Yeah.  I say you gotta wear a condom to dance Kizomba.