How can we possibly top the last two sessions with Marla Meringue and Maria Bella? HOW??!! After many pickle back shots, the answer was obvious. Bellydancing and mutha fuckin’ snakes.
Here’s a little bit of info on snakecharming-flying-bellydancer-on-fire Rio from her page…
Rio is a certified yoga instructor whose style is ‘prana flow gone orientale’ following the trifecta method of YogaWorks that combines Ashtanga, Iyengar, and Viniyoga methods into a well rounded cohesive practice. She has studied and practiced with Anne VanValkenburg, Eddie Modestinni, Nicki Doane, Elise Miller, Roger Cole, and Natasha Rizopoulos with continuing education around the US and Canada…. Her style is driven by an anatomical approach to individual alignment and creating a personal experience and path for students, no matter what background or experience. Her experience focuses on degenerative joint and tissue disorders and rehabilitation, mobility limitations of EDS, fibromyalgia, MS, and Minears, with restorative yoga and dance for anxiety and depression, prenatal and early childhood bonding, and empowerment through women’s outreach.
All that, AND mutha fuckin’ snakes.
Can you picture it? (Are you picturing what I’m picturing? Flaming scenery crashing to the stage, Alexis flailing about with a snake on her head, me screaming in abject terror, Samuel L. Jackson firing warning shots into the foam tiles overhead right as Rio cold-cocks him? Is that what you pictured, cause, God damn, that’s what I’m picturing.) I mean, really, how many of you have ever had a chance to draw a snake? Don’t raise your hands, I can’t see ’em.
Before you ask, I don’t know what type of snake it is. To be honest, I’m pretty well-versed on snake-lore but most of that info comes from watching SyFy Anaconda movies. Basically I’m picturing something like this.
Keep in mind that if things get out of hand, they always eat anyone in high heels first, so if you’re wearing those things, for God’s sake kick that shit off if it starts bursting through support beams and gobbling up people like it’s a high school graduation or something.
Oh, and I should point out that snakes are fickle creatures. If it gets sick, decides to shed, or hijack a plane, we’re just plain out of luck, at least snake-wise.
What else can I say to convince you? Oh yeah, Flying Dog Brewery is now a permanent sponsor! Hot diggity-damn! Apparently you sweet-amazing-sexy people made a hell of an impression, cause they’re here to stay! Not only that, but prizes from the coolest-Indy-bookstore-on-the-planet Atomic Books and the “everyonewantstobepublishedby” Baby Tattoo Books.
Doors at 6, start at 7!
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