I survived!! I am in fact alive and well. Excellent. The weekend wasn't too scary. As predicted while I was ushing (I thought the act of being an Usher would be ushering, but Helen insists ushing is better) it was okay because I had things to do so could be all busy and okay because I knew what I was doing. It was the bits where I didn't have anything to do that it was more scary. Like sitting at a table for the three course meal (only one course of which I really liked - the dessert, yum) with the groom's Gran, Aunt and Uncle, an Aunt of the bride, the bride's sister (the only person I knew and didn't know her very well) and a friend of the happy couple's, who was doing the videoing.

The evening disco was... a disco, so I don't need to say much more about that really. I did quite well with not doing any dancing at all until I was standing at the bar talking to the groom's father, who seems very friendly and nice, and he introduced me to his brother in law, I never did catch his name. This guy then decided I simply had to dance, because everyone can dance and he took it upon himself to pull me to the dance floor. Resistance was useless, he was bigger and stronger than me. Short of hitting him or sitting on the floor there wasn't a great deal I could do. So I ended up at the edge of the dance floor. Of course I could have left as soon as he released my hands. However, I don't like to be rude, it's terrible, so I'm standing there attempting to look like I'm at least swaying. I moved my arms a little bit, frantically trying to think of how to get away. Thankfully people started breakdancing, so I stood and watched and joined in clapping in time. Then I extricated myself from the situation, the guy kissed my cheek and allowed me to escape, so I found a chair at the edge to hide in. I was probably on the dance floor for at least 2 minutes though, far too long.

Later on when Bohemian Rhapsody was on I would have engaged in my usual head banging, not on the dance floor, there's no need for that, just in the safety of my chair. However, I was sitting in a chair at the side mouthing to the lyrics and starting to do the head nodding thing as it's warming up, but just as I was about to go into the full head shaking bit, you know the point in the music, someone came over and started to talk to me, so I missed the best song.

Part of the problem with the whole dancing - other than the fact that I don't know how, my style of dancing involves jumping up and down with a lot of other people, i.e. moshing, though not proper mosh pit moshing, that's scary and bones get broken, people are violent, the more sedate moshing where you're not trying to hurt anyone, the kind that happens at Christian gigs - is that people are sitting around watching. You may think they aren't really paying attention to what the dancers are doing, but you're wrong, I should know, I'm one of the watchers. Sometimes I find it fascinating, watching the different ways people dance, I particularly find the serious ones interesting. They're doing such ridiculous dance moves, but you look at their faces and they look so sincere and serious as if they're doing something really important. It's odd.

There was a guy who's dancing I admired, I don't know who he was, but he looked scruffy, which appealed to me, it was while Bohemian rhapsody was playing that I really noticed him, I was talking to someone, as I said, but I was watching him and I admired the way he really threw himself into it. He was air guitaring madly and really getting into the spirit of it, even though most other people weren't dancing, well done whoever that guy was.

Random observation of the day

Not really my observation, but a friend of mine observed a while ago that The Darkness are a bit like The Queen.

Which led to amusing discussions on how The Queen rocks. I was just mentioning this to James and talking about how it would be good if Queen reformed with The Queen taking the place of Freddie, I mean who wouldn't pay to see that? James even adapted some of the songs:

"We *shall* rock you"
"Can anybody find one somebody to love?"

Excellent, maybe someone should try editing Queen songs somehow. Any impersonators of The Queen out there who want to try recording new versions of Queen songs? Of course applications from the real Queen would take priority, maybe I'll ask her next time I see her in the road, except I don't want to blow her cover.

Quick note

Although I went to bed really early yesterday I am still shattered and not quite properly coherant, I already changed several mistakes in this post, I put through instead of threw, stuff like that. However, it's still possible I've missed some and I know I've done the really long run-on sentence thing. So sorry if this makes even less sense than my posts usually do, but hopefully you got the gist.