dancing with myself, sort of
Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2005 4:26 pmI just got back from going out dancing (by myself) and I simply had to post this before I go to bed. I'm completely exhausted, but super hyped up on Diet Coke (I had to make sure I was wide-eyed enough to drive the 30 miles home), and giddy from a fantastic night of dancing.
About once a month I drive to Portland on Thursdays to dance at a club that plays new wave. My husband couldn't go (he has to get up for work in three hours) and my friend, Lisa, couldn't go either. So I decided to go by myself! I have had dancing fever all week and simply HAD TO go dancing!!! Appropriately, the first song that was playing as I entered the club was Dancing With Myself by Billy Idol.
Over the several months that I've been going there I've made friends with the DJ, so I hung out in the DJ booth for a while. On my last trip there I gave him a compilation CD that I made of mostly goth and dark wave, as he is really into it. Early in the evening (before 10 PM) he plays darker, more obscure stuff, before the crowd really builds up and the music becomes more mainstream.
Tonight I really hit a dance groove, especially during Rapture by Blondie. I was one with the music, I was in Rapture! I was on the dancefloor most of the night. I had a fabulous time, and it didn't matter one bit that I went there alone!
Early in the evening I needed to sit down, so I sat on a couch next to a young Indian man (from India). We made small talk (I couldn't hear whether his name was Robbie or Ravi) and when Blue Monday came on, I asked him to dance. He turned out to be a "close dancer", LOL! He danced so close to me--uncomfortably close--that I accidently hit him in the crotch with my fist as I was dancing! Too funny! (For me, not for him, I'm sure!)
Ugh, I'm beat. I hope I can sleep after all the Diet Coke I drank tonight. I'll be dancing in my dreams... [:)]
About once a month I drive to Portland on Thursdays to dance at a club that plays new wave. My husband couldn't go (he has to get up for work in three hours) and my friend, Lisa, couldn't go either. So I decided to go by myself! I have had dancing fever all week and simply HAD TO go dancing!!! Appropriately, the first song that was playing as I entered the club was Dancing With Myself by Billy Idol.
Over the several months that I've been going there I've made friends with the DJ, so I hung out in the DJ booth for a while. On my last trip there I gave him a compilation CD that I made of mostly goth and dark wave, as he is really into it. Early in the evening (before 10 PM) he plays darker, more obscure stuff, before the crowd really builds up and the music becomes more mainstream.
Tonight I really hit a dance groove, especially during Rapture by Blondie. I was one with the music, I was in Rapture! I was on the dancefloor most of the night. I had a fabulous time, and it didn't matter one bit that I went there alone!
Early in the evening I needed to sit down, so I sat on a couch next to a young Indian man (from India). We made small talk (I couldn't hear whether his name was Robbie or Ravi) and when Blue Monday came on, I asked him to dance. He turned out to be a "close dancer", LOL! He danced so close to me--uncomfortably close--that I accidently hit him in the crotch with my fist as I was dancing! Too funny! (For me, not for him, I'm sure!)
Ugh, I'm beat. I hope I can sleep after all the Diet Coke I drank tonight. I'll be dancing in my dreams... [:)]