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06-16-2009, 09:29 PM | #1 |
Ol' Grandpa Trout
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Join Date: Aug 2006
Location: Jefferton
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S_D, grinder girl extraordinaire
So anyhow, recently I was in a stage production called "Cirque du Fear" put on by my modeling company. Basically what it consisted of was a burlesque array of five sideshow-like performances, dancing, fake guts and gore, and music. I was given the opportunity to pick from a list of things I wanted to try to perform, and I decided to go for one that took a little bit of effort. So I looked through the list, and as soon as I saw it as an option, I thought about it for about half a second and said "I wanna be the grinder girl!!"
Now for those of you who don't know, a grinder girl wears an article made of steel, whether it be a cincher, corset, or even a full upper-body suit. They then place an angle grinder against the metal they are wearing and the result is a relatively harmless shower of sparks that looks downright awesome. However, while the sparks may not be very dangerous, special care has to be taken to not get them in your eyes and also, something heat-resistant has to be worn under the metal because believe me, that stuff gets HOT! 3rd degree burns are so not cool. So I thought "I can do this, I've wanted to try it for a while, I can do this... I can do this..." but as the date came closer, I got more and more freaked out. Also not helping was the fact that my grinder was WAY louder than anticipated and WOW was it powerful. My mind heard and saw the power tool and my self preservation immediately kicked in and said "don't you DARE get that near you, stupid!" but I knew I had to. My mom of all people gave me the metal because it was a leftover steel plate from the restaurant she and my dad own and I got it bent into shape at a friend's house. So after that, all that was left was putting the metal on me with some silicone underneath and get to grinding, right? Right? "Come on, you can do this..." After some more talking myself into it and a couple of deep breaths, I did it. I felt like a needed a tranquilizer afterward to slow my heart and to stop me from shaking, but I freaking did it!! After that, it got easier and easier, and now I can do it while dancing and not even thinking about it! I can even put my hand in the sparks, and I'm working on aiming it just right to let them go in my face and mouth (heh, don't worry, I wear goggles). I can even do it in time to the music! It turned out to be one of the best decisions I've made because it was an incredibly fun adventure, it was awesome overcoming the fear, and even if for some reason I never do it again, at least I can say I did it in front of an audience at least once. Not many people can say they've been the grinder girl hehe! =D
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