Bob -- Perhaps the President's moves will serve to liberate the inhibited among us. Could we possibly do worse? But "I won't dance, don't AFSCME," is a keeper, no question, especially for this organized labor enthusiast. Cheers.
Again, Fred, I feel your pain. When I was a boy and my grandmother tried to teach me to dance, I managed to step on her foot and hurt her. That was the early warning sign of my life-long aversion to dancing. The only time it comes up is when my nieces try to persuade me to dance at a wedding. I refuse. Now that Trump has shown time and again how stupid a person can look while pretending to dance, I am even more dance-avoidant than ever. When anyone asks, I simply cite the American Federation of State, County, and Municipal Employees: “I won’t dance. Don’t AFSCME!”
We had a recent family wedding (the only time I get to dance) and enjoyed dancing with my 2 sisters. Stan only dances to slow music. :-( I used to dance a mean twist, but haven't tried it in a few years. Thanks, as always for your article and the lol moments it gives me. xo
I love to dance but for decades have missed out on the chance to shake my stuff at parties because I was too self-conscious. Or because no one asked me to dance. Or for not grabbing someone on the belief that the guy has to do the asking.
I finally realized how stupid I've been.
When I visited my mother in Florida after she retired, I went with her to some clubhouse dances. Older people are less inhibited. There were women on the dance floor alone, free-styling to easy-rock beats or gliding to Sinatra melodies. They didn't have partners and didn't need them. They were enjoying themselves, and didn't care who was watching. Same goes for the women who danced as partners. I grabbed ,my mother and we had a few turns because she loved to dance, too.
I dance a little at home; Alexa provides music I remember. Probably a chimpanzee could do fancier steps. But it feels good to let the music take over and just move.
Thanks so much for the laugh and the reassurance that I am not alone. I would also like your thoughts on the 5 word test my doctor tortures me with at my annual physical.
I guess we scrap the idea of a vaudeville act?
Dancing with Alexa might be the way to go. No feet. No complaints. Keep struttin'
Dancing with sisters DOES NOT COUNT!
Phyllis. Change doctors, quick.
Rich -- You go first. Thanks/fb
Bob -- Perhaps the President's moves will serve to liberate the inhibited among us. Could we possibly do worse? But "I won't dance, don't AFSCME," is a keeper, no question, especially for this organized labor enthusiast. Cheers.
Again, Fred, I feel your pain. When I was a boy and my grandmother tried to teach me to dance, I managed to step on her foot and hurt her. That was the early warning sign of my life-long aversion to dancing. The only time it comes up is when my nieces try to persuade me to dance at a wedding. I refuse. Now that Trump has shown time and again how stupid a person can look while pretending to dance, I am even more dance-avoidant than ever. When anyone asks, I simply cite the American Federation of State, County, and Municipal Employees: “I won’t dance. Don’t AFSCME!”
I don't know, Fred. I picture you like Fred Astaire in "Dancing on the Ceiling."
The bad news is they ARE passing judgment.
I KNEW it!
I identify with all of this. And I can't sing, either.
Hilarious :) Thoroughly enjoyed it .
Thanks, Seemi. Hope you find the beat better than I. Cheers./fb
Kristin definitely got the dance genes in our family!
We had a recent family wedding (the only time I get to dance) and enjoyed dancing with my 2 sisters. Stan only dances to slow music. :-( I used to dance a mean twist, but haven't tried it in a few years. Thanks, as always for your article and the lol moments it gives me. xo
I love to dance but for decades have missed out on the chance to shake my stuff at parties because I was too self-conscious. Or because no one asked me to dance. Or for not grabbing someone on the belief that the guy has to do the asking.
I finally realized how stupid I've been.
When I visited my mother in Florida after she retired, I went with her to some clubhouse dances. Older people are less inhibited. There were women on the dance floor alone, free-styling to easy-rock beats or gliding to Sinatra melodies. They didn't have partners and didn't need them. They were enjoying themselves, and didn't care who was watching. Same goes for the women who danced as partners. I grabbed ,my mother and we had a few turns because she loved to dance, too.
I dance a little at home; Alexa provides music I remember. Probably a chimpanzee could do fancier steps. But it feels good to let the music take over and just move.
Thanks so much for the laugh and the reassurance that I am not alone. I would also like your thoughts on the 5 word test my doctor tortures me with at my annual physical.
Fred, Ignore the inhibitions and get back on the dance floor! A delightful piece.