Oh Lord, He’s Dancing

I’m in Colorado right now.

I’ve lived in Seattle long enough that when I leave, I realize what aspects of the culture I miss. One of the biggest aspects is the local restaurants and variety of food available in Seattle. For instance, I have a favorite Thai place in Kirkland, Japanese/Sushi place in Bellevue, and in Pioneer Square an Italian place, Irish pub, a Greek place, and Jimmy John’s. In Longmont and Boulder, I know where all the chain restaurant are and it’s just not the same.

One of the things I don’t have in Seattle is relatives and longtime friends. Don’t get me wrong — I’ve met a lot of awesome people and made some good friends in Seattle, but it’s not the same as hanging out w/ my best friend from 5th grade, seeing his wife, and meeting his first child.

The reason I came out here this trip is for a friend’s wedding. The bachelor part was on Wednesday night; only the groom got drunk so I’d say it was a success… other than groom feeling ill afterwards. Do not ever buy anyone a shot with pickle juice in it. And no, I didn’t buy it.

The wedding for Benjamin and Suzanne was yesterday afternoon. I had a fabulous time. Short ceremony, long reception. I got to dance with some beautiful ladies, talk to a lot of good friends from my post-college days in Boulder, and generally have a good time.

Among the most impressive things Benjamin and Suzanne built into the wedding was their first dance. It started out w/ a slow song that I was surprised they picked, but after 30 seconds the song skipped, the DJ looked like “oops,” but then Ben & Suzanne broke into some excellent choreography for Jump Jive ‘n’ Wail. Well played.

I got out there and danced. If you didn’t know me in college, you’d probably have no clue I know anything about dance. One benefit of living in Nebraska and being around my friends was picking up Country Swing and going to enough weddings that I learned how slow dance and also not care what people thought of how bad I danced the rest of the songs.

Props to Cora, Tracy, Jenny, Amy H., and all the other girls who danced w/ me during that time. I wouldn’t be the same without those dancing experiences in college. And thanks to the guys who taught me the few moves I do know.

Dare I Dance, Too?

YouTube Preview ImageDancing 2008 from Where the Hell Is Matt?

I found this video incredibly inspiring. It’s one further push in the direction I’m leaning.

“Which direction is that?” you ask.

Whichever direction takes me around the world. Seattle is a good center point, but I need to TRAVEL!!! All y’all in Nebraska or Kansas or Illinois or Colorado or wherever who are married or working or in college… well, I’m hoping to take advantage of my singleness and my freeness and do something spectacular with it. Now I’ve just gotta work on my dance moves. Perhaps I should ask Jake for some pointers?