burrocrat
Well-known member
do you know how to clog dance?
somebody recently posted a music video of some guy clog dancing, i forget who and can't find it right now, but it triggered a deep memory for me. i am totally serious about this. i wish i knew how to clog dance. hell i wish i could dance, period. and i will tell you why.
before my kid was born i took his soon to be mama to las vegas in a round about zion flagstaff hopi bullhead city kind of way to complete a family tour and visit roots. anyways, we were staying at a fancy casino for a couple of nights near the end of that journey and i was playing blackjack. i could see across the pit this guy in a button up shirt and tie with stacks and stacks of black chips in front of him. the only time i ever have even one column of black chips is when i 'color up' right before cashing out and that table was clearly out of my limit.
anyways, there was this cover band with a female singer doing 1980's pop about 20 years too late. so after i pulled a few hundred for lucky score and sat down to finish my free cocktail, this dude walks on the the dance floor and clog dances. i am not kidding, it was to janet jackson or something and i didn't recognize the actual dance moves at the time, but now i know he was clog dancing, and he was totally free! it is a moment that i can never forget, that dance.
not knee stomping elbow flapping coverall wearing no tee shirt toothless grin clog dancing, it was subtle, but the footwork was the same, smooth, i recognize it now. he didn't care, he was dancing, leave me alone. collar and tie loosened and free, tall skinny white guy, and then some short round black girl comes up and dances near him too, different dance steps but both free. it was an unusual moment in time.
i have no idea if he was winning or losing or what happened eventually to the at least $50,000 in chips he had on the table. maybe it was chump change to him, maybe it was his life's fortune. but in that moment, none of it mattered.
i am going to learn to clog dance before i die.
somebody recently posted a music video of some guy clog dancing, i forget who and can't find it right now, but it triggered a deep memory for me. i am totally serious about this. i wish i knew how to clog dance. hell i wish i could dance, period. and i will tell you why.
before my kid was born i took his soon to be mama to las vegas in a round about zion flagstaff hopi bullhead city kind of way to complete a family tour and visit roots. anyways, we were staying at a fancy casino for a couple of nights near the end of that journey and i was playing blackjack. i could see across the pit this guy in a button up shirt and tie with stacks and stacks of black chips in front of him. the only time i ever have even one column of black chips is when i 'color up' right before cashing out and that table was clearly out of my limit.
anyways, there was this cover band with a female singer doing 1980's pop about 20 years too late. so after i pulled a few hundred for lucky score and sat down to finish my free cocktail, this dude walks on the the dance floor and clog dances. i am not kidding, it was to janet jackson or something and i didn't recognize the actual dance moves at the time, but now i know he was clog dancing, and he was totally free! it is a moment that i can never forget, that dance.
not knee stomping elbow flapping coverall wearing no tee shirt toothless grin clog dancing, it was subtle, but the footwork was the same, smooth, i recognize it now. he didn't care, he was dancing, leave me alone. collar and tie loosened and free, tall skinny white guy, and then some short round black girl comes up and dances near him too, different dance steps but both free. it was an unusual moment in time.
i have no idea if he was winning or losing or what happened eventually to the at least $50,000 in chips he had on the table. maybe it was chump change to him, maybe it was his life's fortune. but in that moment, none of it mattered.
i am going to learn to clog dance before i die.