Ah, a night of swing dancing in Princeton. Great way to spend the evening. It is way past my bedtime (1 AM. This is ridiculous people. I always go to bed by 11 PM. Really, this is nuts, but I suppose I am a dedicated, ahem, addicted, blogger now.)
On our drive down to Princeton, we saw a most interesting vehicle. If you ever get the urge to purchase a pepto bismol pink stretch Jeep, don't succumb. Other drivers will mock you.
Turned out Princeton University was having a reunion. I guess their grads actually liked going there and enjoy coming back and have well-paying jobs so they can afford to come back from all four corners of the earth and swamp the town and line up at the ice cream shops and deter my group and deprive me of ice cream. Thanks a bunch.
Then onto dancing. A lovely night, for the most part. Some of these guys are too advanced for me (both skill and age wise). I think I hit a couple people on the dance floor. Ooops. But no one was taken away in a stretcher so I'd call it a success.
Well, falling asleep at the table now. Perhaps I'll add more tomorrow.
Sweet dreams
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