Last night I went out dancing for the first time in a very long time, and had a surprisingly good time. I met up with a new group of friends I have been hanging out with (friends of my friend Ric), at a club in the basement of The Monster. Everyone was in a really playful mood and we drank and danced and joked and flirted and laughed a lot. I also ran into a couple of other people I hadn’t seen in a while, one from my LA days years ago. And I have to say I really liked the music and energy of the crowd, it was pretty age mixed and friendly and without attitude. It struck me that maybe part of the reason I don’t go out dancing all that much anymore is that it often seems like a chore. And because it usually involves a very late night and I am generally a morning person, I tend to be rather dead on my feet at 3 in the morning. But this was a tea party (called SNAXX, run by one of the great guys in the group above), starting around 6 and going to midnight, which also made it more up my alley. It occurred to me that I really need to make more of an effort to go out like this, being a freelancer and at home all the time makes calcification too easy.