I got a carrot colored hand at last weekend's Pan Pacific Inaugural Ball. It was from friend, and fellow dancer, Judge Marie Laderta, a member of the Hawaii State Judiciary. Her glowing hand was an extension of her bright orange dress, dressed in common with three others - to complete a foursome of ladies performing with their dance partners last weekend in a dance formation from Divino Ritmo Dance Studio - Yanna Samkova.
Judge Laderta was also there for the Installation of the new officers of the Club. In fact, Marie performed the INSTALLATION. Now, I find the use of this term, installation, very odd and maybe even troubling. Installing a faucet, or a washer, or any mechanical devise is OK, but installing people into a club by a procedure called installation seems very strange.
When you install a faucet, you have to remove the old faucet carefully. Sometimes the metal is corroded making your life miserable trying to pry off glued together metal that has been sitting for years settling into your sink and not wanting to let go. Then you have to open the box of the new faucet, remove the plastic, read the instructions, find your way under the sink and hope that the tools you have for the faucet installation will do the job. Installing a faucet is no easy job but one that is quite rewarding. Ha ha, see I didn't need that dumb plumber after all, I'm Mister Fixit!
This description of faucet installation begs the question of what it takes to install new officers to a dance club. Did they discard the old officers? Did they have to perform any rituals, a club baptism, any sworn statements that had to be repeated? I want to know what it takes to perform Pan Pacific officer installation!!! Seems to me all that Judge Laderta did was announce them to the audience, but we were not privy to any of the other tantalizing details.
Well, with this newest writing, my blog has has sunk to it lowest level yet. I need to cut it short and get on with my life. I think I will first uninstall my face and hands from my computer and install them and other body parts into my bathroom. Next I will install my body to the love seat in my office, and try to read a few more pages of my current book, the Athena Project, hoping to get groggy enough for a few more hours of sleep. When I install my body horizontally onto my cold bed, I will uninstall my brain, catch a few hours of sleep and hopefully wake up alive the next morning to install myself into another beautiful day of life.
In the morning, I will install some grapes and a ripe papaya into my mouth and hope that they will find their way down smoothly. I will then install myself into my electric car to catch an hour long stretch class at the Honolulu Club. This will make my body more flexible, facilitating any further body installations throughout the day. When my day is over, I will return home to install myself in front of the big screen to watch the presidential debates that will help determine which candidate will be INSTALLED next January as the next president of the United States. Will Obama be reinstalled or uninstalled; will Romney be installed or returned back to the factory for a refund? These are the important installation questions of the day.
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