So I’m in Las Vegas at the beginning of the decadent decade known as the 80’s. For some reason, I had it in my head that my mission as a fat little Bumblebee of Love, was to pollenate as many “flowers” in the valley as possible. And although I was not blessed with children, itContinue reading “Girl Crazy”
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Dancing
I can dance. Certainly not as well as I think I can, but I have rhythm and a good sense of beat to at least not be “that guy” on the dance floor; flailing, spinning, and generally avoiding falling down to any music, except jazz. But who dances to jazz? Not cool enough. Jazz buffsContinue reading “Dancing”
