Aaron. Mango! Aaron!! Got it. Hey man, how are you and your whole tribe doing?? Great I hope! I should have guessed you'd be here, the person who introduced me to you told me that you have been to a heroic number of DSO shows! You lucky son a gun.
My animal dance guide? Oh wow, leave it to you to ask me a heavy question like that. I dunno, I'll have to ponder this one... What leaps and spins and twirls and dances in absolute Perfect flow ( lol ya right!! but in my head, eh? sometimes I think I need a "wide berth" sign taped to my back ) to the communal energy & music? A dosed kangaroo??
BTW, you know those sparkly little mirrors you guys bestowed on me? So they were falling off of my arm due to the sweat so I stuck a strip on each shirt sleeve. Perfect, right? Problem solved. Made me feel happy and part of the group, yay! All was wondrous in the show, haha! Then, after a nice post show cool down with some folks I needed to drive back to Ct. All sweaty, I tossed that shirt off into the truck and put on a dry one for the ride home. Said to myself, self, be sure to take them off that shirt when you get home. Where am I going with this long winded story? I'll tell you. Arrived home at 4 am. Crashed in bed. Next day, let's wash the run of show clothes. Into the washer. Into the dryer. Dumped them on the bed, well what do you know one little mirror piece is glinting back at me. Un huh, forgot to take them off the shirt. Nice. Looked around, all I could find was the one on the bed, checked the washer & dryer, nothing. Here's the punch line- for the next week, every load of clothes brought forth one or two more little squares. On the bed, on the floor, it was really neat how they were seemingly everywhere. It would have simply been comical if I weren't living in fear all week of me or worse, my innocent fiance putting on a pair of underpants or socks and finding a nice sharp surprise!