Her boots are parked back in the doorway; we picked up our soldier at the airport for the weekend. Took the day off so we can go foliage watching down to Cooperstown (yep BHofF).
I really gotta chill. This election cycle will make me crazy (ier).
Now this is a lot of fun. Enjoy your weekend!
Quite an enjoyable little video. At some moments my toes were unashamedly tapping. And yet...
ReplyDeleteI am happy, Sig, to see you investigating your feminine side. If this is some yearning to validate a latent life-change issue, I am in your corner. But the more pragmatic and cynical Goomba fears that this post is a frantic cry for help.
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ReplyDeleteI am a student of the dance. Nice one.
ReplyDeleteConfucious say: "Man who dance with birds lose his eggs."
ReplyDeleteThis film is too much shaking. No good for liver. No more. Very bad. You go now.
Hop, where you been? Last time talk years ago.
ReplyDeleteTHe music fits amazingly well.
ReplyDeleteNickie - As a child, my future career was decided when I witnessed the mass arrest of my relatives for intoxication and public nudity at my uncle's fourth wedding ... it was magic and it was tragic at the same time. The startled cops had never seen beer and blue clay used in that combination before.
ReplyDeleteIf it wasn't for this event I believe that, physically gifted as I was, I could been Swazye's understudy.
Zio - have you danced in blue clay and beer yet?
ReplyDeleteHop Sing - I heard this as "Man who dance with eggs lose his bird." There's an accompanying adage that dealt with a refried bean polka but the translation as lost centuries ago.
ReplyDeleteWoFat - if the staff fits, clef it.
ReplyDeleteWow ... a visit from Hop. Must have been all the moving. It's like old times around here.
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