Strange Events…

There was something curious that happened the other day…. the camel actually got into our entire supply of chocolate. He was running around like a manic while our dancers were flipping out because they had no stress relief and the fortune teller suddenly couldn’t tell fortunes and even the sword thrower just almost cut his entire arm off because he didn’t have the concentration he needed. Apparently this team relies more on caffeine than we originally anticipated. The de-moralization of the team is staggering and unless someone can produce some cash REALLY fast I think we’re doomed on our next production. I’m too poor to do it, but I know that SOMEONE here has to have some money. I’m devising a plan to dress completely in black and sneak throughout the entire camp until I find enough to replenish our supply. I’ll return the money after we make it back, but if we don’t get some chocolate back in this camp soon I fear there will be dead belly-dancer bodies everywhere… and the camel isn’t looking too hot either. I shudder to think of what HappyStarr will do if she doesn’t get chocolate soon…. she killed one pizza boy already… she may go after us next. It’s like she’s become the phantom of the campsite.

—————-10:44 AM FeyonaSaibre ——————

Roaming the Tube

Well, seeing as I have a sprained ankle and all…I decided I’d sit back and relax…and look for some interesting videos I could post here to entertain my viewers. And, just to be nice, I’ll even provide my lovely input on each video so I’m not throwing a ton of videos at you and running away. Not that I could run very far, or even fast for that matter.

First, I figured I’d start with some belly dance. To familiarize yourself with the idea of belly dancing outside of stripper clubs and Las Vegas, as the idea seems to be confined to these days, I’d highly recommend reading some articles about the history. But, to give a basic idea, we had a belly dancer come to my school when I was in high school. She talked to us some about costuming, and mentioned that Belly dance was originally created by women for women. In Arabic culture, the women weren’t allowed around the other men, so they went off by themselves. To entertain themselves, they created belly dancing. Of course, this and other theories are still under debate, so feel free to read them all when you get the chance.

Onto the videos!

Here’s a quick one I found. I really like how calm it is, and definitely how they move with the beats like that.

Here’s one following the Folk style. Bet you wouldn’t have thought of that! A lot of people have been complaining about her constant attention to her hair, but it is important to note that over there, hair is thought of very differently from in the States. Hair is scared, and on women, it’s seductive. Hence the usage here.

What I like about this is that they’re bringing it into a modern setting. And they are both very skilled. I love the beats…>.>

So..Belly dancing! It’s a very interesting form of dance that requires a lot of confidence to really pursue. It really is nice to watch (and not for the same  reasons as you, boys!) and yet another chance to explore other cultures.

See ya ’round!

~Starr

And the story of the camel continues…

Well, I certainly missed a posting earlier! The ruling was to post once every half hour, yet… *sigh*

That blasted camel! After he’d chewed up my skirt, I took him to the post for some water and food. Now, according to his contract, he is also supposed to receive a Sword-Juggling act with his meals. However, the sword-jugglers are still sleeping (did I ever mention how deeply those guys sleep? I tried bangin’ pots next to their ears…yeesh. I dumped ice on them. Still nothing..), so it was left to me.

If you didn’t already get the idea, this camel breathes FIRE. Real fire, yes. No questions. He’s very talented and he knows it. So, since I’m not exactly a world class juggler to begin with, can you imagine me trying to juggle swords? Try. Just try. Little ol’ me, barely able to juggle two clementines, suddenly having to put together a whole sword-juggling act for this camel.

I tried. I really did. But those swords…they’re scary if you don’t even know what you’re doing! On top of getting a couple cuts that I had to stop and tend to to ensure that they didn’t become serious issues, the camel decided he was displeased. He entirely bypassed the eating of clothes. He went full rampage on me.

I spent the past 20 minutes running from him! He spat flames at me, singing my hair and I think I may have sprained my ankle when I tripped over that rock back there…

Man. This is some morning. At least that camel’s happy now. Through all the commotion, one of the sword jugglers woke up (would you believe it would take a full sized fire breathing camel to trample down your tent and singe your hair to get one up?) and picked up the show. Meanwhile, I have burns and cuts to tend to, and I think I’m gonna be taking it a little easier for a while until I see what’s up with my ankle.

~Starr

Getting To Know You…I mean, me?

Well, it appears that the camp is still fairly…asleep. That’s alright.  They worked extremely hard for us all yesterday. We really pulled through, and I’m so proud of all of us.

So, if you’ll turn your attention to that adorable face at the top of the post. That is me. >.> Okay, no. That’s one of my cats. Her name is Odette. I’m opposed to posting my face on a weblog of any sort, so you get an image my cat. And if you harm her, I’m feeding you to the fire breathing camel. Seriously.

So, since that’s a picture of me, obviously, let’s talk a little about one of the Gypsy members! I go by Starr around these parts and I like to make sure everyone’s got a smile on. I hate it when people are fighting. Fights give me migraines, so I always try to think of a solution to the problem. Otherwise I shut myself away for the duration of it, while I try to distract myself and hopefully avoid the head pains.

I have a delightful interest in foreign languages, too! Currently, I’m studying German, seeing as how I’m 1/4 German. Though, I’m also very interested in learning Gaelic, Russian, Korean, Japanese, Icelandic, French, Italian, Spanish, and so on and so forth, in that general sort of order. Other hobbies include SCUBA (someday, seeing as I’m still waiting for my certification), learning to Contact and regular juggle–after I saw the Labyrinth again, I just HAD to start learning–and drawing.

However, seeing as that is actually a picture of my cat named Odette, I guess I’ll tell you a little about her as well. She’s kind of lazy, but so darn cute. She knows how cute she is, too! She’ll plop down on the ground and immediately roll over, giving you the cutest wide eyed look she can think of. Then if you don’t pay attention she’ll start wriggling and meowing and you have to go rub her belly and play with the string. If you further ignore her, she will and has in the past chew through cords pertaining to the computer or internet. Little rascal, she is.

I’m thinkin’ that sums it up for now! I’ll keep waiting around for people to wake up! ^_^” They’re such wonderful sleepers.

~Starr

Hello fellow Menewshans!

Welcome to the blog of Team Gypsies! We’re currently working on our performances and getting the movements down while we rise up early in the morning! It looks like it’s gonna be an exciting day, and hopefully the Jesters’ member, Belly, will be bringing the fire breathing camel back soon. She’s been having a bit of an affair with him through the duration of this, and since he’s off duty from 7pm CST to 7am CST, I can’t really say no. It’s in the contract and everything. And if I’m not careful, he’ll scorch my pretty hair again!

I walked over to the lake where we’ve been staging our performances to watch the sunrise. I stayed up all night working hard and figured I could stand a nice break of relaxation. It was beautiful! Everything was so peaceful. The birds roamed about the lake, catching breakfast. A few people were taking their dogs for walks, but they weren’t a disturbance at all. The crickets were still chirping, and dew still sat on the grass. The light gradually drew in and the sky went from blackish to light purple, to pink, to the light morning blue.

As I sat there, staring at the sky, I could hear the sound of a particular camel making his way back. He seemed rather grumpy, so I approached him with caution. Most of the group seemed to still be sleeping, so it would be rather rude to start trouble with the camel this early.

Which, by the way, is very hard when your camel breathes fire and has a temper worse than King Henry VIII. I reached out to lead him to his post so he could get some rest…and he not only set my hair on fire, but also ate a huge chunk out of my skirt! First Kage’s pants, and now my skirt!? What in the blazes are we going to do now? That was my favorite skirt, too…

Well, at least I have spares. Guess I’ll go start digging up clothes and seeing what I can find. So not fair…

~Starr