"Now that's a talent," I said. Bethany and Olivia both smiled. The talent show was tonight, and Bethany was performing.
I asked Elena if she wanted to go to the talent show we were having, and she said no, because she had to study. Then she sat down and started watching a tv show online. Okay, I thought. Elena isn't very social. She'll sit with me in the caf if I'm alone, but if I'm with anyone else, she'll sit alone.
But I went anyway, sitting down next to Lavina. We chatted a bit, and then Jenny came in to sit behind me. She was exicted for this talent show because she thinks everyone here is talentless. Considering who I knew was performing, I had to agree, but I was here mostly for the treats and the laugh.
It was worse than I thought. First, they had Portia come up and read a poem. Portia strikes me as really stupid, but I had no idea she was a writer. The announcer said she had even been published and then I thought "maybe she really is good."
But she wasn't. Poetry is so hard, I know, but her poem was about the language of love, and about the soul, and at one point the "pencil of justice" was involved. When she said this it was really funny, just because she said it like a mother scolds a child. Jenny started cracking up behind me. I was trying really hard to ignore her because if I started giggling I might not stop.
Then a solo by Mary Kay. She has a low voice, which might have been fine, but she was totally off-key the entire time. She was good enough to dance through her song though.
Then a couple of artists showed off their paintings. The announcer kept saying they were watercolor, but I'm pretty sure watercolors don't really manage black (I know because I tried during my Gothy art days). I'm almost certain they were oil paintings. Also, someone took responsibility for this creepy painting of a man that eyes follow me every time I'm in the room. So I guess now I know who to blame.
Then Bethany's dance. It was by far the best performance of the night, but I didn't think it was that good. As terrible as this is to say, I've seen such better dancing, though there were parts where she was really fluid or did something bendable and impressive.
Next, a duet featuring Mary Kay and Mimi. This is what I really wanted to see. Mimi is one of the most overbearing people I've ever met. A group of girls had gotten together last night to watch Glee while Mimi and Mary Kay were practicing, and apparently it was wretched.
And it was. They did the Beatles "Eight Days a Week." Both were low singers, and again, off key. Mimi was trying to concentrate, but Mary Kay kept making devil horns behind her head. She wanted us to clap, so we started clapping, then she tried to get us to do a little double clap thing, and it took the audience three choruses to get it. And then Mary Kay started doing this thing where she would lean in really close to the mic every odd line so it would be "eight days a week I LOOOOVVE you. Eight days a week IS NOT enough to show I CARE." And awkward like that. This went on the last two thirds of the song.
Mimi was kind of mean to Jenny yesterday, so I quietly enjoyed the making a fool of herself bit.
Then a few girls came up and showed off these handbags one of them made. One was actually really beautiful and, depending on price, I would totally buy.
And then an older woman got up and sang "Second Hand Rose." She wasn't great, but she was wearing black sequined hot shorts. She had great legs for her age, but I was totally shocked by this, because my Grandma would complain about age appropriate clothing. And because this woman is part of the group that complains about certain people wearing pajama bottoms at dinner, even though they cover the entire leg.
I asked, since Thanksgiving is coming up, if I could help with a particular dinner service they're doing for the homeless. They said they had too many volunteers, but thanked me. I'm sort of bummed out about it because I was planning on it.
Then we had treats. I had apple cider (the only stuff of it I've had all year) and pumpkin pie. It was a bit rich, but I sat with Jenny and Elizabeth and Clare and later Ruth came over and we had a good chat. Elizabeth wants to get Clare and Jenny to do a play with her next talent show (yes, there's another one next month...) Clare's busy that night, so I suspect it won't happen. And Ruth, who I haven't seen for ages, seems to be pretty tired these days.
I was pretty entertained, I must admit.
"When are we going to see less of Stabler's clothes?" I asked. Some of the girls laughed.
"He just got shot, you know."
I immediately left. I can't take hearing that.
When I got back, Elena was still watching tv.
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