LOVE HIM OR HATE HIM, HE IS HERE TO STAY !

I got the gossip first hand about what this dude get up to between Prince dance routines…..

I think Crazy Robertson needs no introduction to most of us, who have either seen or will see him, are familiar with the spandex clad, ballet dancing, frantically practising his choreography in the exact same rug store window for 20 + years. I just don’t get why he dances every day in the same window, not just for a few days, over 20 years, and 20 years is the furthest estimate I have heard so far as to when he arrived on Robertson, and turned into his Irene Cara’s Fame type school, giving it some “dance boy, dance ! “ 

He loves to strap on his retro skates and skates up and down Robertson Blvd, towards oncoming cars, while doing dance moves and twirls. I am always on tactical alert when driving around my hood, he puts those skates on, as he comes flying out Ninja attack style from between parked cars, and I don’t feel like paying his medical bills at Cedar Sinai, or paying the $1,000 deductible to have the front end repaired from Dancing Mans impact. If I were so into dance, i’d make money at it ( and no, not swinging from a pole ) make a career out of dancing professionally, as he can actually dance pretty good for a white boy. I would also mix it up and move my dancing in store windows, around the other areas that are happening around town. Rodeo Drive, Montana Ave, 3rd Street Promenade,Main Street, The Grove, Venice Boardwalk, Larchmont,Melrose, the spots are endless. But, please, don’t suggest that to him as I am not driving him around while he location scouts. I figured out where he calls home, in the alleys behind his dance studio /sidewalk outside rug store on Robertson Blvd. I do have to walk by him while walking my dogs, which is not cool, as they want to say hi to everyone and jump and lick any body part exposed, and he gives me a look as if to say “hey lady get those filthy rats out of here, can’t you see an artist at work ?”I usually just grab both and apologetically run by, as if to say, sorry I may have interrupted you counts on your “Princes Party like its 1999″ chorus routine. He has several shopping carts, and a huge boom box, that must require some expensive batteries. Which got me thinking, where is this guy getting the money to not work, and hang out on Robertson dancing and skating all day ? he always has coffee, and we are talking Ventes, the $3 variety, some wine bottles on occasion, and to go rapers from various Robertson eating establishments.

Then the case is solved, Detective Minx always solves the case – I read an article about how some local guys started a t-shirt line with his image on it, you can buy them online, ( I am not linking that, you can search for those on your own, I can not endorse his t-shirt empire ) he now has a Myspace, and websites, obviously created by someone with a computer, otherwise, how could he maintain a wesbite and fufill t-shirt orders from an alley ? I could save myself thousands a month cutting back on living expense like that, or maybe if he needs a new leotard or bike pants, I could hire him to help in this blog, as finding images etc can be time consuming………

Then I hear the WILDEST GOSSIP IN WEEKS !!!! He has a cell phone, and calls Cuvee on the corner of Robertson and 3rd Street, to DELIVER to him steps south of 3rd before Burton Way, and the best part my source tells me, and say it out loud in you best Mexican accent “he a reaeeel nice,y he tippa, but sam ti-ym he crazy and not make a sense a ” I thought, OMG even I walk to get my Cuvee order, I did not even know they delivered.

Nights later I hear a heated arguments with voice raised to a “I am going to kill you M.F er intensity of anger ) turns out it was our boy Skater Dude/dancing freak/Prince back up dancer, having a huge argument…..with himself, hope he didn’t give himself a black eye.

So, there you have it, the economy sucks, but Crazy Robertson orders coffee and wine to his dancing spot, living of the Land on Robertson Blvd, starlets and paparazzi racing by, maybe he is not so crazy after all ?