Update: We've got a winner! It's Basil of Basil's Blog. I've sent him an email notification. Congratulations, Basil!
I've re-arranged the order and moved this up to the top, because I really, really, really want to see my comments filled up. El Capitan suggests I offer a prize. You can't have my ashtrays or lighters -- those are going to Buckaroo Bonsai. (He'll quit smoking or not on his own schedule, that's up to him, not me.)
Be the 29th original commenter (and my own comments don't count) and win a $20.00 Potbelly's gift card from me!
(Yes. I'm being optimistic. A girl can hope, can't she?)
Anywhooooo............... It's National De-Lurking Week... which means you are highly encouraged (see challenge above) to drop a line in the comments. Really.
(Keep in mind, I have no Site Meter. Unless you drop a comment, I'll never even know you were here. Unless, of course, you choose to stick a pin in my Frappr! map. That's cool, too.)
I think this is great. I, myself, spent every Wednesday night of my 7th and 8th grade school years learning to waltz, foxtrot, rhumba, polka, Lindy and more at Bobby Rivers School of Dance in Glen Ellyn, IL. On the third Thursday of every month, I was also there to dance with the cadets from Marmion Military Academy. Yes, indeedy. I was an completely (un)abashed geek in Jr. High...