What I Wear When I Blog

As I searched dresses for swing dancing, I found this awesome site for vintage clothing, Mod Cloth.  Go there when you have some time to browse, because they have pages and pages and hundreds of dresses.  So many dresses, in fact, that they have to get creative with their names for them.  Here’s what they are calling the Blog Writer Dress:

So, that’s what I’m wearing right now.

So Good To Be Out There Again… Not

Since I’ve been spending all my free time drawing and blogging about it at M.MillerArt, I haven’t been posting here, but this story is too good to pass up.

There’s this young man, James, who goes dancing where I do, and he recently friended me on Facebook and started rather persistently asking me out.  I’d been undecided on this because I don’t feel ready to date.  On the other hand, a younger, 6’6″ guy who’s good at dancing might be the perfect rebound-man to go out with a couple times, so I was considering it.  Until this:

So, it says on his Facebook page that he speaks three languages, which I thought was impressive, so I asked him about it in our little message dialogue.  He told me then that he speaks “Ingles, Deutsch, and Espanol.”  Very cool!  And someone I can speak Spanish with!  So the written dialogue continues like this:

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Me:  Pues, podemos hablar juntos en espanol si quieres.

Him:  Ok not quite sure what that means. Please translate

[Must be joking, right?  Cool, he has a great sense of humor!]

Me:  Did you forget your Spanish?

Him:  I know some but not fully there in conversational Spanish

["Not fully there in conversational Spanish?"  How many kinds of Spanish are there?  I didn't know there was an ancient, unspoken version.  Oh, perhaps he means he speaks Gallego, Basque or Catalan!  But, seriously, you can't even understand that basic, written sentence?  It has the words "hablar" and "Espanol" in it.   And after growing up in Tucson, Arizona, less than an hour from the Mexican border!  It would be more of an effort not to learn Spanish living there.]

Me:  Foreign Language Faker!!

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And I haven’t heard back since.

You’d think if you were going to be a Foreign Language Faker, you’d pick something like Tagalog or Sanskrit, something that you’re much less likely to get called out on.  But Spanish?

And I’m guessing that what he means by speaking Deutsch is that he likes to say “Gesundheit” when someone sneezes.