I get off work in about an hour, and then I’m going to swing up to Tacoma to pick up my friend Amy, and then we’re gonna head down to Portland to go dancing at the Crystal Ballroom. The Crystal is huge (they cater events for up to 1000 people), and as the Portland Lindy Exchange is happening there this weekend, there will be good dancers from all over the world. The Solomon Douglas Swingtet is playing, dancing goes until midnight, and then a long drive back north. It should be a super-awesome time, and I’d be more excited about it if I weren’t sore and tired. I’ve been dancing a ton, and not sleeping enough, lately.
The funny thing is, I don’t think I’m sore from the actual dancing. I think I’m sore from all the driving involved to get to the dances. I think it’s time to invent dancing as a form of transportation. You know, like the elevator in Thoroughly Modern Millie, except maybe a little bit faster, and it would be nice if we could get our own lane on the freeway.
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