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This is one of those moments when you really realize that you're meeting and exceeding your personality profile. I'm watching the first meeting of the University's swing dance club, and debating whether I feel the need to join this club. I was involved during my lovely undergraduate years, although that was a different school. And it was ballroom dance, which includes, but is not limited to swing.
I tried getting involved with the various dancers when I first moved here a couple of years ago, and the truth is that this is more or less an extension of a group I wasn't all that impressed with. But damn it, they're my age...
Unfortunately, they meet at the same time as the ballroom dance club down town, so it's an either/or choice.
Given a choice, I would probably not spend an entire night swing dancing.
Then again, given a choice, I would prefer a social circle which includes people within twenty years of my own age-group.
I took a Balboa class, when I first got here. Is it is or is it aint swing, nobody knows, but the thing we all know for certain is that it isn't ballroom. When I suggested... actually invited... various people to come to the ballroom club with me, you would have thought that I'd taken out handcuffs and a wire coat hanger. Is Paso Doble really that perverse?
So, the problem is this... Do I do swing, only with people my own age, or do I do swing (and everything else) with people my parents and grandparents age.
And I'm here, in sniper position, trying to figure out the answer to that question.
Counting the number of shoes I see... Do character shoes count?
Waiting to get a look at the skill level later on.
Calculating the lead/follow ratio.
Do I see anyone I'd like to have stripped naked and gift-wrapped?
And I'm not sure what I'm going to do.
Technique down there is not good. No, not even the instructors' technique. And it will be a while before the rest of the club gets to anyplace good.
I'm always a little nervous about bad technique.
So, what do I do?

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