tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19178228.post2120601614106370836..comments2023-08-26T12:08:50.270-04:00Comments on A Right Gapesnest: A Good ListenerM. Lubbershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13689096558796490683noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19178228.post-91717566039543799322007-04-11T15:13:00.000-04:002007-04-11T15:13:00.000-04:00I had similar body language issues when I was at t...I had similar body language issues when I was at the Kenny Wayne Shepherd concert. Nikki was dancing with wild abandon. She can do that completely sober, but I have to be pretty wicked drunk to shred that many rugs. <BR/><BR/>So, I was standing there watching the guys play and sing, nodding my head and tapping a foot. My arms were at my sides, for the most part. Every now and then I made eye contact with one of them, and it just felt awkward. The dude behind me on my right was standing there with <I>his</I> arms folded. He looked kind of pissed in general — I don't know if it was because his boyfriend (just my theory) was totally wasted and up next to Nikki, except dancing completely off the beat (okay, maybe they weren't <I>together</I> together after all).<BR/><BR/>Anyhow, just thought I'd share. Cathy said Keith is going to mock me again for making lengthy comments on your blog. I said, When did he do that? She said, Uhm, maybe that was behind your back. Me: Apparently!!<BR/><BR/>I have to stop typing now before I accidentally begin transcribing Cathy's story about opting not to use the tanning bed in the front window.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17315817930908086069noreply@blogger.com