Okay, I don't actually spend every waking moment in a bar, pub or night club. Although the last several posts would suggest otherwise.
Truth is, I finally feel like being back out into the social scene after a relationship ended with a proverbial kick in the nuts. So hey - when the girls say "let's get our groove on" - I say "word."
I had back-to-back dancing frenzies. One at a favorite dancing spot where the girls and I sneak off to and do the shimmy-down next to a great big salad bar in the shape of a row boat. Added bonus, my most favoritest cover band was playing and let me say this - if these folks can't make you dance, nothing can!
Anyway, we bookended that with a trip to see friends in Indiana the next day and scooted to a funny little hot spot in South Bend. Again - I love me a cover band, and these kids were cool too. But my favorite part about this little Indiana Discotheque was it's "we welcome all kinds" attitude. Okay fine, the guy at the door would have you believe you're heading into Studio 54 - but when you walk in it is Melting Pot Central. Cowboys, Hillbillies, Hippies, Preppies (seriously, white jeans and orange polo on a boy), Bikers (seriously, leather vest and Dierks Bently perm) and well, us - probably a mixture of all of the above.
But I tell you this now - nothing brings people together like a little B-52's and Vanilla Ice. If we all took a moment to revel in the genius of Mr. Ice, I think this would be a happier world. A world with fewer crimes, bigger hearts and funnier reality tv shows.
"If there was a problem, Yo, I'll solve it. Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it"
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Well, as one of the participants at said Indiana disco, I am here to report that Michigan girls can and do tear it up on the dance floor.
See how dancing brings people from different cultures together? Indianians (what do you call your kind?) and Michiganders side-by-side on the dancefloor. Brings a tear to the eye.
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