Hung Jury

 We had to start the show at 9 and I was stuck in Chicago with jury duty.  Ron, my friend in the dance group was going to pick me up at the Picasso sculpture around 7:30 (I think?), when I was sure I would be done for the day.  Then we would drive to the night club about 20 or 30 miles away.  

I couldn't believe it but the jury was still trying to decide....guilty or not guilty, and it was getting later and later..................                                              *to be continued*

"Slippin' An' A Slidin' ".

 Soon after I started dancing at the Crazy Horse Saloon my dancing improved.  Some of it was just because I was dancing so much (working six days a week at the club).  But one of the reasons, and it made a big difference!... was... I was able to slip and slide on the dance floor.  Now, I don't mean I moved like James Brown or something, but I was slippin' an a slidin' on the stage!    

I can't remember how it started, but I began using baby powder in my shoes so they would slip off easily.  And I started throwing a handful of powder on the dance floor...so now I could slip and slide and spin around all I wanted!