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A poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret sufferings, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when the sighs and the cries escape them, they sound like beautiful music... and then people crowd about the poet and say to him: "Sing for us soon again;" that is as much as to say, "May new sufferings torment your soul" - Soren Kierkegaard

Friday, May 29, 2009

I busted my head like Fred Astaire



About a year ago I busted my head while skateboarding at Rogers skate park in Inglewood California. My friends rushed me to Centinela Hospital where I sat in the waiting room for about thirty minutes bleeding from my head.
Finally I get to go behind the big white doors separating the zombies from the cure
and I meet a man who asked me questions about my injury. "How did it happen ?"
he said.. "See, well, Sir, my skateboard and I" "Ah ha, another skateboarder, why I remember a long time go a famous dancer by the name of Fred Astaire came to me with a busted head, he told me he tried to ride a skateboard because his grand children could not believe he could do all these amazing things and not know how to ride a skateboard" I felt so privileged to be in the presence of someone who actually had a conversation with Fred Astaire. I also thought it was funny that the park where I just happened to bust my head is called Rogers park, like Ginger Rogers..

Here is a lovely video I found on Youtube
of Fred and Ginger dancing Cheek to Cheek
in the 1935 screwball musical Top Hat.
The film was written by Allan Scott, and Dwight Taylor. It was directed by Mark Sandrich. Other than the dancing, what really makes this movie a classic
are the songs, all written by the amazing Irving Berlin.

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