Dancing With Myself

"Hmm__how interesting to know there's one attractive girl who didn't arouse the caveman in you."
-Nial Kent
"The Divided Path"

I saw a terrible movie called "Men Who Stare At Goats" recently. It made me NOT want to go out to the movies for a while; however, there was one consolation. The movie featured a longtime favorite song called "Dancing With Myself" by Billy Idol. I had an immediate flashback to a club I would visit near Stanford University during the mid-1980s. I had no qualms to hit the dance floor and simply "dance with myself" when this tune was played. Listen by CLICKing here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DONbY9wd6vU&feature=fvw

Twenty-five years ago today:

November 21, 1984
Wednesday

Work dragged on until the end of the day finally arrived. Carl is continuing to ‘eye’ me. He has offered to sell his bike for two-hundred dollars. It’s a RALEIGH. I am thinking of buying it.
“I think I’d like to see the bike first,” I told Carl.

For lunch I went to I.MAGNIN for my free sample of women’s Gianfranco Ferre cologne, then I browsed at the MACY’s East Wing where I will be working soon.
This evening I was at mom’s house where I devoured one of her homemade pumpkin turnovers.

I watched DYNASTY. While watching this episode I thought, “I have my limits.”

Cathy Ainlay called me. She has been away, attending Chico State University.
“I just got word of the postcard you sent me and I wanted to Thank you,” Cathy said.
“Oh great, we should get together!”
We may try to see one another this coming Saturday. Who knows? I may see my yellow shorts yet!

I received no significant correspondence in the last two days.