So dance dance dance through the fire

Well it was a fine fun night if not nothing. Jamming, dancing, posing, foolery, etc. Now the night is over and its back to the books and dogs.
And i do realise this is the last time im going to have DnD with the barracudas. Unless of course they do decide to come back as alumni ala SPAN (always thought that was a kinda silly singaporean-style acronym). Yea, i was contemplating pulling out of DnD, even from the band, or maybe just play and leave if the barracudas didnt show up; It would have been almost pointless. My thanks to James and his ever sweet tongue for cajoling everyone else to go.
And this issue i address now: the freshies were frankly quite dissapointing. From the stage i could see only the one table way back being rowdy and that sure wasnt the freshies. Damn even the old old profs were more spontaneous than those kids. If the room was full of natural gas and someone lighted a cigg im sure the room would have remained as it was. Gah. There was this rather unpleasant feeling of deja vu being transported back to NJC where everyone was there for the function because there was a function. Too tame, far too tame, just like the local press. Local singaporean attitude. 'The paradigm has shifted'. I agree totally. The world has moved on to another place. The barracudas move elsewhere soon and i am stuck with the world. And people ask me why am i so leery and grouchy sometimes.
Nevertheless i did have quite some fun playing in the band, my thanks to all those involved for putting up with this and coming with such a relatively good performance with only ONE(!) group prac. So frightened i lost my voice during set up, and if not for Mr Cinnamon-in-a-flask i wouldnt have pulled off anything remotely close to that. The wonders of Dutch Courage =D.
Which got me quite heated up to salsa; didnt expect them to have a dance session after that; this old dog still can show a few good tricks yet! Good that i got the darkness on too. heheh. my regret is for not getting jet on the dance floor; id have loved to see how she is as a dancer.
And gosh my flask is nearly empty. I think i did take quite alot that night. Ho-hum.

Have begun the experimental brew for cinnamon liquer. 1/4 quart johnny walker, 5 sticks of cinnamon, heat up to 40C. Add sugar until saturated and let cool.
So far it looks like a witch's brew and tastes too sweet. Maybe the cinnamon hasnt kicked into the concoction yet. Experimenting has to go sub rosa from now on; dad was breathing down my neck all the while i was doing all this.
But if this is a success, my worries for cinnamon will be OVER!!

this is yc, signing off