Lord of the Dance

If you're not sitting, you should sit. By the way, how do you do stuff online while not sitting? Are you walking while looking at your iPhone or Blackberry or something? Standing in an elevator? Either way, you should have had ample time to sit by now.

I went dancing last night. Swing dancing.

I know. That's what I said, too. But, you see, my housemate Josh goes every Tuesday to a place down in Ft. Worth. They have great instruction for an hour or two, then you get to dance as long as you want after that. So he's been nagging the rest of us to go with him cause he thinks it's the bee's knees. I finally broke down and decided to give it a good, old fashioned college try. Loads of us went, and much dancing was had by all.

I feel the need to interject into my story at this point. Most people have fun dancing. When they dance, the feel happier. When they hear music, their bodies just start moving to the beat, and they can't help but dance. I am not one of those people. When I dance, I feel drained of life. I feel like a dementor came upon me and sucked away my soul. (sorry for you hp anti-fans) When I hear music, my hands and fingers start moving - I need an instrument NOW! I hear the bass line, then the harmonies, then little things that no one else hears - like the shakers.

I tried so hard last night to get it right. But it was like I was shouting, "Feet! Come on! Let's go! Pick up the pace! We're trying to dance here!" And they were saying back, "Dude. I'm trying to stand here. Leave me alone. Quit shouting. Just chill man. Just chill." My feet don't flow to the beat. My hips don't move in any rhythm. I was doing sort of OK when I did the two or three things I learned earlier in the night, but if I ever tried to make something up on the fly or transition between moves, mothers covered their children's eyes. It was not a sight to behold.

The girls we went with were more than kind enough to help me along and teach me some things. But man, it was just so much work. I'll probably go back a couple of times, just to give it a chance. You know, it was my first time in years, so I didn't really know what I was doing. You need time to learn. But I'm not expecting much. We shall see....