I am not there

And I wish I was. I wish I was dancing at this reunion of the DJs at the clubs I frequented when I was in high school and college. I wish I was shaking it under a cloud of dry ice and sweat and matte red lipstick.

But I couldn't find a sitter (or to be more accurate, my sitter had a DJ gig of her own to rest up for, and I love that she does), and so I am at home trying not to read the Facebook and Twitter updates about the night.

There's an empty spot on top of a speaker at Lumen tonight, though. But I'm there in spirit. In all of my 17-year-old slicked back, amped up just to be in the room spirit.

Comments

[furiousBall]

hey, you know what - you're gonna be OK.

probably

[Jessica Ashley (Sassafrass)]

I survived the night, so that's a good sign. Thanks for the back-patting, furiousBall. Every grrrl needs a friend like that.