Cooking bacon* while hard core boogying my ass around the kitchen to Video Killed the Radio Star.

Risky but priceless.

Turkey bacon, of course...

Life is uglier when I don't go out dancing on a regular basis. It's been too long since I cut a rug so Jeff & I went to goth night at the Wave. Met up with our friend Rod. Hung out for a few hours, I did a little dancing (oy, my knees. You shouldn't know from such pain...), headed home. It was an ok time ( Read more... )