After reading my blog post about dance classes from a few weeks ago, a dear friend of mine in Idaho called to remind me of my signature dance move: The Raptor.
Astaire had his waltz. MC Hammer, his “Hammertime” jig. Me? I have The Raptor. Continue reading ‘Carnivore of the dance floor: The Raptor dance’
Matthew is the senior editor for local affairs at
Angie’s List magazine. When he’s not at the Blue House, he enjoys reading and writing fiction, playing guitar and riding his bicycle.
I want to learn to dance — not shake my booty, but really dance, as in fox trot, cha-cha, even tango.
This desire stems from several years ago when I covered the Van Cliburn International Piano Competition. One of the events involved a formal dinner and dance. The social elite in attendance moved with elegant precision to the sounds of Glenn Miller. My fellow journalists and I shrank into a corner and ordered more drinks.
Next time, I want to bust out some serious moves. Continue reading ‘Hot to trot’
Matthew is the senior editor for local affairs at
Angie’s List magazine. When he’s not at the Blue House, he enjoys reading and writing fiction, playing guitar and riding his bicycle.