So You Used To Think You Could Dance
{I'm pretty sure that's not grammatically correct. Chief editor - please check on that}
Tonight I watched a video of a breathtaking contemporary dance routine. After it was over I walked in my kitchen and tried to do a double pirouette. My sweaty feet stuck to the wood floor, my big toe suddenly starting having a seizure, and I ended the spin with a Kamikaze face plant into the kitchen counter. After I checked to make sure that I hadn't broken my nose I frantically closed my curtains, hoping that my neighbors didn't see my obscene display of uncoordinated nonsense. Then I walked over to the fridge, heated up my 5.9 bazillion calorie cheesy chicken casserole, and skulked off to my bedroom to cry.
If we started a reality show called "So You Used To Think You Could Dance", would you try out? It'd be just a bunch of 20-30 year old has beens covered in cellulite striving to relive their dreams. Might be kind of entertaining, yeah?
Let's do it.
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even though i'm not quite sure i even USED to be able to dance.
sigh.
but my bigger problem now is that before i was a little shaky in my dance steps...and now, i'm a little shaky, and most likely won't be able to hold my pee for a double pirouette. a single, mabye. but a double- that's pushin' it. just sayin.
Done.
And how did you know what a pirouette was :-)
It's a sign...I will be a perfect fit.
I'm in too!
PS: will you make a header for me?? PLEASE!!