This brings backs memories of my college days and taking Folk, Social and Square Dance. My prick of an instructor gave me a "D" for the class and revealed to me after the class ended that I didn't listen to her and purchased gymnastic slippers with sticky rubber bottoms and not dance slipper with smooth leather bottoms. Miss KcKeane I still hate you! ...but your probably dead now anyway.

Yep, that's whats on my mind today.