The Fridge

So we can call him the Fridge for now. Today I had class with the Fridge and he wasn't mean to us. He didn't say things like, "it's funny how some people who are trained, don't even know how to dance." Instead we danced like Catherine Zeta Jones in Entrappment. Then he watched our tech for the dance shows this week and kept on checking his watch. I can't imagine where he has to go, but I also can imagine that I should go with him.

I was at a coffee shop today, and I was sitting next to two mothers with two little girls. Like 5-ish. And one mother asks the other girl, "so what are you being for Halloween?" And the girl says, "Gene Kelly, but I want to be a BEAUTIFUL lady! I want to be tinkerbell." Then that girl's mom says, "no, you had your heart set on Gene kelly."

I thought that was so fucking weird. Clearly the mom is one of those middle aged gene kelly fans. Like, little girls can be smart, but it's so weird to hear the words, "gene kelly" come from the little girl.

I can't tell if I'm having dreams about the Fridge or about Gene Kelly.