Sunday, July 15, 2012

Twenty-nine

First of all, if you ever have the chance to go Bhangra dancing, DO IT!  Second of all, while I was practicing my sweet Bollywood moves, a guy stopped near me to search the crowd.  I leaned over and told him, "The people in charge said you need to be on stage in five minutes."  He went along with my lie and replied, "I told them I wasn't performing tonight but thanks."  We laughed, I continued dancing, and he proceeded to search the crowd and finally wandered off.

Never fear, he eventually made it back to the space I had claimed as my personal dance floor.  I never decided if he actually had friends there or not, but he was definitely dancing and enjoying the scene.  It's rare to find a (straight) guy that's just dancing to dance, but it was happening.  We were both in our element, so before I left I gave him my number and said, "We should go out dancing together.  Call me."  I think that's the simplest I've ever been.  We'll see if it works.

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