We were sitting on the couch Christmas evening watching a movie when our good friends, Janet and Jeff, called to invite us to the Dance Factory. We didn't think that there would be much going on with it being a holiday, but we are always up for a dance.
Dance Factory is in our old stomping grounds, Arlington, VA. We lived near Ballston in the mid-80's after being stationed in Hawaii for 4 years. That was just when Metro finished the Orange Line. That part of Arlington has sure changed since we lived there. The developers would take down a block of 6 bungalows and put up 18 townhouses.
Dance Factory has a full schedule of classes during the week and dances Friday, Saturday, and Sunday nights. We had a great time. They have a good floor and sound system. The people were very friendly and we saw a wide spectrum of dancing expertise.
Then there was an older gentleman that wore a velvet coat and bow tie. He didn't dance much, but he did like to crack wise.
"Did you hear the one about the insomniac, agnostic, dyslexic?"
"He would stay up all night contemplating the existence of Dog."
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I have heard about the dyslexic, apathetic, insomniac agnostic, who used to lie awake nights wondering whether there was a Dog or not, but didn't really care in the end. Bilbo.
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