Resume

So...Saturday night comes around and of course I decide to go out to the club with my BFF's Aaron and Scott. Normally we go to the club on Friday and Saturday night however I hadn't gone in a week or so which made me even more excited to shake my groove thing. Something that you must know about me first and foremost is that I love and I mean absolutely love going to the club and dancing. I am not a big drinker so I don't go to get trashed or any of that crap and I really don't go intending to hook up with anyone. In fact I have only danced with strangers never more then that in the ten years I have been going out! I mean I may wink at an occasional lady but that's it. ha ha ha ha I just genuinely love to dance and have fun...

What I have come to realize and what totally hit me while I was standing in the middle of Dirty Pretty getting stepped on, danced on, and spilled on was that this club was a melting pot for what every single person felt and needed inside. I mean this was their audition for the rest of the world. I looked around and everything from what people were wearing to how they were dancing said so much about themselves and what they were looking for.

A group of girls danced next to us in a circle and several of the girls were wearing those 1980's sunglasses with neon pink or green on the sides of them! They were laughing and giggling which totally displayed the whole "If your not funny and quirky like us then don't come over here to talk or dance with us! We want someone who is going to make us laugh and be more zaney then we are trying to be with our "cooky" glasses." I know that this is an assumption on my part and for all I know they were actually looking for that guy that walks around staring at all the girls intently while trying to flex on the dance floor. However it was then that I realized that people's clothes and attitudes towards dancing say a lot about who they are. Not about all they are but a significant piece for sure.

I mean I know that with me when I go out and dance it says "Hey I'm a guy that likes to dance and I don't care what people think of me...even if I come off as gay because I'm dancing with two other guys and there aren't girls for miles around us!" ha ha ha ha I mean do I care what people think? Sure sometimes but when I go to a dance club I can put all that off and just laugh while I try out a new robot move! :)

As I continue to stand in the midst of the chaos of the dancing machine that I love and at times enjoy too much I realized that everyone is auditioning for the same role in the awkward play of life (which would be way better as a musical). That role is this...

"Someone who is desparetly searching for love, either short term or long term. Someone who wants to give others glimpses of how fun they are whether they really are or just faking it either way...Someone who can now give the excuse that they have 'put themselves out there' when they tell others why they are still single. Even though I have rarely heard of such amazing couples who met at Dirty Pretty. When myspace and facebook are no longer enough to quench my desire for belonging and community I go to the club because it is still a fake reality but at least by not sitting in front of the computer it makes me feel more sociable despite the drunken idiots, awkward music, and half naked people that hurt my body image, despite all that I love it"

This is what each of those people seem to be crying out...maybe it's what I am crying out as well...I don't know...I know that social environments are always prime places to meet actors who are trying to find their supporting actor or actress to star in their latest dramatic production. That I get because my life can be one giant dramatic interlude if I let it!

Here's to this weekend...dancing in VEGAS! ha ha ha Sometimes its easier to ignore the depravity of myself! :)