Almost talked to Jazz

I walked into Capoeira class today to Jesse I teaching the little kids. Jesse II, Louis, Diana, Carlos, and obviously Andres were also present. It was us "big boys" (and Diana) versus the little kids. Rules: Everyone was only allowed to do meia lu de frente (forward arch kick), au (cartwheel), and cabecada (headbutt). But we "big boys" were also allowed armada (spin kick). Noteworthy stuff:

• Kids look dumb charging like bulls to a matador with their headbutts.
• Vanessa, whom I met last week, says I almost fell on her with my cartwheel and I still followed it up with a headbutt.
• A toddler ran through the roda (circle of people where we play/fight in the middle) and a scared shitless Andres snatched him up and made the sign of the cross when he succeeded in getting him out of harm's way.
• Diana has noticeable acne. Haha.

When the little kids left, we continued playing (Vanessa stayed with us since she's old enough). Carlos nearly lost it when Jesse I blindly kicked him in the face while he was down. I played against each one of them. Still some rustiness, but I was a lot better than last week.

Andres' announcement: Batizado (baptism) is this summer. Andres told us a story of his mestre (master) to remind us of his master's nature. In a roda, Andres once got kicked with a martelo (roundhouse) by someone from another Capoeira group. Suddenly, Andres became "demon-possessed" and swept about 20 people. They all complimented him afterward. BUT all Andres' mestre could tell him was, "You got kicked by a martelo."

ANDRES: I know you all have commitments. {pointing at someone) Studying, (pointing at another) class, studying, class ... (finally points to me) trying to get sober.

DIANA: Who are you dating these days?
RYAN: Who am I dating these days?
LOUIS: You don't even know?
RYAN: Well, I made out with this chick at a bar on St. Patrick's Day. (see entry 3/17/10)

Later, I circled around the Red Robin to renew my databse and coincidentally Jazz was getting out of work. She's got a huge purse, by the way. I tracked her:

She was on her cellphone. Cockblock! You can't interrupt someone to talk to them while they're on their phone.

Then she walked into the Forever 21. Cockblock! A guy can't walk into Forever 21.

Then she walked into Impressions. Cockblock! It's also a girly store. Same rule as above. The only time I walked into Impressions was because Kelly Clarkson was playing and Michelle volunteered to walk inside with me (see entry 2/13/10).

Then Jazz got off her cell phone, but because she ran into a couple that she knew and talked to them. Cockblock! You can't intrude upon a group of people you don't know.

Then she got back on her cell phone and walked to her car. Cockblock! You can't chase someone's car.

I ended the night with WWE Smackdown. But then stumbled onto a new show on cable TV called Spartacus: Blood and Sand starring Lucy Lawless (of Xena fame) and a bunch of tits, softcore porn, and sex! This show is totally masturbation status!