Hey, there's a condom on the floor!

I walked in late to Capoeira as usual, not thinking it was a big deal, and for the 1st time since practicing at Sylmar Park saw a freakin' army: Jesse I, Jesse II, Ian, Elmo, Caesar, Diana, Louis, Stephanie (not to be confused with Stefanie), Julio, and some new guy. Steph's been away at UCLA and the rest have been here within the past few weeks, but never all at once. Andres, who's bitched about not having enough students, must've had a boner over this today.

I played an Angola game with Jesse II and we both respected each other's fancy stuff. Louis played me next. He had no idea what to do against my Tesoura and just jumped over me. I called him out with a Chamada. He was clueless. Andres had to tell Louis, "Follow him." (And Louis was supposed to have played Capoeira in Brazil. Seriously? C'mon now.) I wondered if the teacher would do a Chamada just 'cause I did it. Yup, I was right. Andres called out Jesse I with it. Later, Jesse II tried it on Andres, but ended it prematurely.

Some weird black kid (yeah, racial profiling, I know) went into the roda and pretended to try to kick the players. His mom was yelling at him to come back to her. Then weird black kid tried to play with Andres' pandiero before Andres finally put him in his place and he ran. That was some weird black kid.

Andres was trying to give a serious speech when I interrupted ...

RYAN: Hey, there's a (used) condom on the floor!
ANDRES: Ok, everyone put your shoes back on.

Then ambulances and police cars started circling the school across the street and a helicopter landed in its parking lot. Everyone in the park ran to look. I left to avoid potential traffic. Then did what I've thought about doing since yesterday (see yesterday's entry) with Kathryn Hahn.