When she was young Devon would hop from one foot to the other, elbows bent, fluttering her wrists at face level and making little fishy faces, while repeating in a high pitched voice whatever it was that had sparked her joy. Something like: “I got a gerbil! I got a gerbil!” or “Purple! They’re purple! I have purple shoes!”
As she got older Devon toned down her happy dance, the fishy faces are pretty rare, but the high girly, wistful voice is still present: “I got a new friend!” Now, a subtle happy dance would be a wide closed mouth grin, with her head tilted to one side, and wide, slowly fluttering eye lids. A more excited Happy Dance might include jumping up and down, or shaking the head up and down.
When truly blissed out she might lay herself out across the nearest furniture or floor and look back at you upside down, with long, slow cat-like blinks, pretending to be a dragon, she makes one feel like a food source as she silently licks her lips in one long, slow motion, still blinking and smiling.
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Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Kevin's Happy Pacing and Lusty Saunter
When theorizing on a new concept, or piecing together abstract bits of information in a new way, Kevin begins to hurriedly pace back and forth, and preaches excitedly, almost non-stop. The energy of the whole room shifts around him as he goes into lecture mode. One wonders how he breathes, as he systematically rattles off scenarios and requirements; the light in his eyes reaches a frantic flickering almost as quick as his arm swings. He becomes quite pleased with this expression and it can become self perpetuating if the conversation is right, and he doesn’t become self conscious.
When his attention is even more aroused, by a person, conversation, or idea (a pretty girl talking about the difference between third and fourth dimensional physics for example) Kevin’s eyes light up in a way that makes him even more handsome than usual. He glides across the floor like an apparition, smoothly with a confidence, speed, and agility he does not seem to display so openly at other times. A Saunter is a slower, more sensuous version of a strut. It is mesmerizing and hypnotic, and oh so quick. His usually bright and dazzling smile takes on a depth and authenticity it often lacks to the discerning eye. One feels frozen and baffled, like a rabbit in the head lights. This joy filled, lusty saunter and scoop is a distinctive and completely unforgettable moving picture; A Happy dance of its own caliber, that is tangible and has the effect of transporting others to a similar state of blissful focus.
When his attention is even more aroused, by a person, conversation, or idea (a pretty girl talking about the difference between third and fourth dimensional physics for example) Kevin’s eyes light up in a way that makes him even more handsome than usual. He glides across the floor like an apparition, smoothly with a confidence, speed, and agility he does not seem to display so openly at other times. A Saunter is a slower, more sensuous version of a strut. It is mesmerizing and hypnotic, and oh so quick. His usually bright and dazzling smile takes on a depth and authenticity it often lacks to the discerning eye. One feels frozen and baffled, like a rabbit in the head lights. This joy filled, lusty saunter and scoop is a distinctive and completely unforgettable moving picture; A Happy dance of its own caliber, that is tangible and has the effect of transporting others to a similar state of blissful focus.
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