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We should all dance a whole lot more. I’m serious. Along with getting drunk, doing art or drugs, and having sex, dancing is on the shortlist of activities in which one can lose oneself completely. As Ethan Hawke says in Before Sunrise, “I’m just so tired of hanging out with myself, you know?” Ethan baby, I know. I get tired of hanging out with myself all. the. time. And unfortunately for me, I’m like that annoying kid that followed you around in elementary school who, no matter how hard you tried, you could never shake off. 

But I’ve seen the light and dancing is the answer. When I do it right, I feel silly and euphoric and crazy and invigorated, no trace of my aggravating self in sight. My aunt just had her 60th birthday party, and by the end of the night, the whole family from my 2 year-old second cousin to my 86th year-old Papa was up and rocking out hard to songs that spanned the ages from Frank Sinatra to Beyonce with a liberal sprinkling of MJ in the middle. Obviously. Everyone was so happy. And the amount of fun were had was probably somewhat close to obscene. Especially when the medley from Grease came on and all semblance of order completely went out the window. 

And just FYI, to really get down on it, you don’t need to throw back a 4 shots of tequila. In my opinion, you just gotta stick to two simple rules:

1) Don’t take yourself or anyone else too seriously.
2) Give yourself permission to let go.

Now that I’ve been at The Adventure School for two months, I can confidently state my belief that Cori and Aviva have mastered the art of dancing completely. And I don’t know if any of you know this, but they also throw a really good party. Like peanut butter and chocolate, it’s an excellent combination.

This is why I’m mega sad to be missing Exibitchin’, the event going down at EMP this Saturday night with the Saturday Knights (Adventurer Profile coming soon.) It’s guaranteed to be a smorgasbord of dance-tastic excess. Please go, dance until your feet start smoking, and think of me.  

I’ll leave you with an inpspriational photograph and a manifesto for Saturday and for always. Full disclosure: the words aren’t mine, but you might recognize them anyway. Ready? Ok. Here we go…

   GET         UP          OFFA         THAT         THING         AND          SHAKE         ‘TIL             YOU          FEEL            BETTER! 

This photo of The Godfather of Soul was taken by me. Yes, I was actually that close.

This photo of The Godfather of Soul was taken by me. Yes, I was actually that close.

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