I never said I could dance. But that didn't stop me from trying.

My love for So You Think You Can Dance is just stupid. Not because the show is stupid, because it's not. The show is fucking amazing (if you're into dance shows that are basically reality shows minus the crazy drama). My love for the show is stupid because I will blow off hanging with friends just to watch an episode on TV. Shhh, don't tell my friends.

In high school I was a cheerleader (shut up, I know) and one particular year we got this crazy idea to also be a dance squad for the basketball games. We hired a professional choreographer to teach us a kickin' cheer dance, and much to everyone's surprise actually pulled it off. But I was young and flexible and weighed 100 pounds soaking wet. It was easier then.

In college I took various dance lessons for (reasons that don't matter). I had to learn to move my hips but not my shoulders, keep my head up high but watch where I was going, hold onto my partner but keep my hands loose. It was ridiculously difficult, and I gained a new appreciation for dance.

You can't fake good dancing. You can't just walk onstage and pretend to be that physically fit, and flexible, and acrobatic. That shit is hard. I have great admiration for the dancers on SYTYCD, because they bust their asses to look that good floating around the stage. And I so wish I could dance even half as good as any of them.

Can you do that? I sure as hell can't.

What show do you fangirl (or boy) over?

Wish You Were Here

photo courtesy of Brandon

Happy Birthday Kid Wonder. 

I miss you more than words.
It's been four months and a day
since you left us.
But who's counting right?

You should know I submitted my passport for renewal. Finally.

And I'm training for Hussle up the Hancock for next year.

Even if I can only do half. That's still 800 steps to climb!

And I'm living adventurously. The way I want to.

I'm being brave, and pressing my limits.
Meeting new people, and having fun.

No regrets right?

I know that you're laughing at me

rambling on like this. 

You would tell me to stop missing you.

You would tell me to look for the happy.

And I am. Believe me, I am.

But there's still this hole in my life

where you should be.

Tonight, this drink is for you my friend.

In honor of all the drinks we shared.