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Dancing with the Stars recap 10/16
Posted On 11/03/2007 16:31:37 by tippie

The irony of this whole thing is that it happened on Paul Kariya's birthday. It will be a day that will live in "famy" (?). LOL!

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We
kept trying to figure out who the lead singer was for "Rhythm Is Gonna
Get You." Tom and Drew/Samantha are impossible to hear in the studio,
and we didn't know that they were the singers from the band. L and I
went back and forth. "Is that Joss Stone?"

"No, she was on last year, and it doesn't really look like her."

"Well, it's clearly not Gloria, but it's Gloria's song-"

"Okay,
never mind. There's Maks." I wished they had pre-taped this segment
like they normally would have because they probably would've done it
twice, but it was great to see it at all after we had thought Maks
wouldn't be dancing. Their dance wasn't as touching and emotional as
last week's, but it wasn't meant to be, of course. Watching that man
move in three dimensions is awesome. The TV really doesn't do his
fabulous hips and footwork justice. He's so deliberate and precise with
his movements while maintaining fluidity and grace. And of course,
every curve of his manly body is highlighted so well by the costume.
However, he can pull off any outfit, really (double entendre fully
intended Smile).

After
the devastation that was seeing Maks and Mel in the bottom two, L and I
watched him from the balcony. Usually, he makes the rounds through the
press line, and we admire from afar until they basically force us out
of the building. The ushers didn't have to do much because after
greeting a few people, he left fairly quickly.

A and I were very
fortunate enough to be brought to Maks shortly after we exited.
Excitement got the better of me and I grabbed her arm and squeezed. I
don't think she was expecting it, and I couldn't interpret her
expression in the darkness. So, I let go because I didn't want to weird
her out. lol! Plus, I had to pull myself together and act somewhat
normal, but it was so difficult not morphing into my giddy 14 year-old
self.

As we approached, he was talking to someone. He was
wearing his familiar black zippered sweathshirt with the number "2" on
it, and it took everything in me not to squeal. I said under my breath,
"OMG, he's right there." He greeted us with hugs and kisses on our
cheeks, and he was just as everyone has described. He spoke to us like
we were friends he hadn't seen in a while, and it really put me at
ease. He was so, so sweet.

He talked about his high pain
threshold, and when I finished his thought by commenting on his broken
leg incident, I had a mixed reaction in me. It felt nice knowing where
he was going with it, but I also felt a little strange. Though his
skiing accident isn't a secret, I felt like I shouldn't advertise that
I know quite a bit about his life story. He didn't look at me funny or
anything, so I just continued to try to focus on what he was saying.

I
don't want to give every detail just because even though we didn't talk
about ultra-personal things, I want him to feel comfortable talking to
other fans without having to fear that a transcript of the conversation
will be available shortly after the meeting.

I have post-concussive syndrome,
and though my last concussion was about 10 years ago, I still have
trouble finishing my thoughts and sentences at times, especially when
I'm nervous or meeting someone for the first time (in this case, a
total double whammy for me). The eloquence and expressiveness you see
from me here escape me when it comes to speaking, as I can't come up
with anything clever or witty in time for it to be meaningful to the
conversation. For instance, I actually have a great deal of medical
knowledge/training, and I really SHOULD have been ALL OVER IT when Maks
was talking about his ear infection. I would've made myself much more
memorable to him, I think.

Of course, in my brain afterward, everything went perfectly:

Maks: "It's an outer ear infection."
Me:
"Oh, otitis externa? That's also called 'swimmer's ear' and is very
common in the summer months. Otitis media, on the other hand, is much
more common in the winter months due to the higher incidence of upper
respiratory infections during that time..." Okay, I wouldn't have been
nearly as dorky and nerdy, but I may have held his interest for much
longer than I did.

A did such a good job gently encouraging me
because I was pretty frozen. She asked him if we could have our
pictures taken with him, and he said, "Sure." I was still kind of
standing there, and his music got handed to him at that point as well.
He exclaimed with surprise, "1:30?!?" I guess the song was longer than
usual. The woman just nodded, and I was still standing there like a
dope. A was like, "C'mon, you first, get in there."

He put his arm around me, and I found myself holding him pretty tight. He matched me by holding me just as tight ,
and when we were done chatting, he gave us each another hug and kiss.
I'm not a facial hair fan, but somehow, I didn't mind so much. Wink
He actually still had one arm on my shoulder as he hugged and kissed A.
I had my hand on his tricep/shoulder and was in bewildered awe at how
solid he was. He treated us so well, and I never felt like he was
rushing us or like he didn't want to be there talking to us. I was so
appreciative of that. As he was walking away, he said, "And don't even
worry about tonight. Don't worry about it." A said we got his back, and
he smiled as he walked back inside.

I can still smell his cologne and feel his stubble on my cheek...

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