Last night was pretty fun at the Fizzle.
Went into my first jam circle (birthday jams don’t count). Lippy spun “Sing Sing Sing”, and an old-school neo-swing jam busted out. I went into it with Backstreet, and we actually did a fairly decent job of it. Too fun.
Got into a debate with Backstreet about approaching women. There was a girl there who we just met that night, who was somewhat cute and somewhat interesting…he told me I should ask her out. I maintained that doing so would play into the “creepy swing dancer dork” thing (considering we didn’t talk all that much, etc). Not quite sure which of us was right.