Nigel’s antiquated attitude feeds the show’s gay panic — and at the same time, the show’s failure to acknowledge the sexual orientation of its dancers reinforces a convenient “you’re not with your opposite-sex partner” narrative that is frustrating to anyone who’s not offended by the idea that Neil Patrick Harris and Ellen De Generes have hosted the Oscars in the last five years.

I also talk about evacuation plans in the contraflow post. They'd been living with my brother and his wife since Hurricane Katrina whose floods claimed their home, a home they just finished renovating and now may lose again.
There's one very happy So You Think You Can Dance contestant wandering the world right now, and I have to say I'm pretty pleased with the voters' choice. " says Nigel) and ex-football player, who just got his braces off, who wowed us with his vertical leaps and his versatility is America's Favorite Dancer '08!
I updated Gustav and my circumstance at the end of my post "What is Contraflow? Gustav is being called "the mother of all storms" with storm surges projected as high as 24 feet. Experiencing the beautiful weather while driving along, I wondered whether Hurricane Gustav was the threat the authorities say it will be. Jindal talk about the storm on the radio, I only thought "WOW! I considered moving here instead of to New Orleans when I realized my family and I couldn't survive financially in New Jersey.
It's a category 4 now and may be a 5 when it reaches the Louisiana coastline. I've moved back home after 20 years to lose everything. But I moved back home instead because my parents needed me.
We had Nigel Lythgoe’s oblivious (but nevertheless grotesque) attitudes about two guys dancing together — so deeply rooted in homophobia that even Kim Davis might roll her eyes and sigh, “Brit, please.” We had the judges working overtime to make sure that Hailee Payne’s dazzling display of artistry wouldn’t upend the long-supported Gaby-Jaja final two.
We had Gaby making the most of her pimp spot by nailing a jaw-dropping tap routine (and invoking the memory of Vanessa Williams’ tragically forgotten with her choice of solo music).My family and I have arrived safely in Memphis, Tenn., at my aunt's home.When I say family that means a son, a daughter, a dog, and a cat that traveled with me in a Toyota Corolla. My parents, brother, sister-in-law, another aunt, and three cousins have also taken shelter in my aun'ts home.A fourth cousin's on the way, one of my Memphis aunt's sons.With his arrival we'll have five dogs and a cat here with us humans. You can read more about my inner thoughts on evacuation at my Blog Her post on storm phobia. The sky was a glorious blue with white, fluffy clouds on the route up, I-12 to I-55.The magic of this routine just kept coming — first there was a bed, and then rose petals, and then a moody Twitch trying to deal with all his feelings.