I’m obviously still here and Hurricane Irene didn’t do me in. In fact, as far as storms go, I’ve seen much worse. We’re used to nor’easters up here, with wind gusts up to 90 mph. The highest wind gusts we had here, and I’m only two hours away from Atlantic City where the eye was, were about 50 mph. But no complaints from me. It could have been much worse and I’m glad it wasn’t.
I just read here that Chaz Bono is going to be on Dancing with the Stars. Even though I can’t stand to dance myself, I do love to watch the dancers on that show. Jerry Springer amazed me. My heart sank when Kirsti Alley tripped and fell on her partner’s leg.
You have to give Chaz credit. And I’m not talking about the transgender thing. I’m talking about his having the guts to go on that show and dance in front of the world. I couldn’t do it. I’m not that brave. From what I’ve seen, it’s intense at best. And unless you’ve had formal training as a dancer, there’s no way it can be easy.