tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1387368905700505127.post4545748309220092074..comments2024-02-24T00:41:35.911-08:00Comments on Deepish Thoughts: You Can Dance if You Want ToSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18365318527587945722noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1387368905700505127.post-2112033286166329162009-06-05T12:28:47.601-07:002009-06-05T12:28:47.601-07:00This reminds me of the time when I was in 8th grad...This reminds me of the time when I was in 8th grade and we had a assembly to watch the school band perform. They began playing "Sittin' on the dock of the bay" and all of a sudden the ENTIRE auditorium was looking towards the back of the room. <br /><br />I turned and to my shock and horror, Joe was dancing with Ms. Hill. Everyone was amused. I was mortified. <br /><br />Also, since Paul doesn't comment on Deepish Thoughts, I'll tell everyone about the time that he was sitting in Dad's class when Dad announced that he was going to sing the national anthem. Paul immediately raised his hand and asked to use the bathroom. When Paul returned to the classroom door, his friend waved him away indicating that the song was not yet over.Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09406421790051747249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1387368905700505127.post-29460859946388612032009-06-05T12:21:58.831-07:002009-06-05T12:21:58.831-07:00The difference between 7th and 8th graders:
I walk...The difference between 7th and 8th graders:<br />I walked into Sarah's 7th grade homeroom and she called me to her table, "Dad, come see what we're doing." In 8th grade, I walked into the gym where kids were just sitting in groups. Sarah spotted me as I entered the door near her group and said "Dad, you're embarrassing me."<br />I thought to myself, "Where can I find a dancing <br />robot?"Joe Coghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15130381369707855396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1387368905700505127.post-9569228381603612292009-06-05T11:29:51.880-07:002009-06-05T11:29:51.880-07:00I was probably wearing Z. Cavaricci pants and doin...I was probably wearing Z. Cavaricci pants and doin' the Hammer Time dance.<br /><br />At any rate, I don't remember any robots.Jay Nicolosihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15674268811670545664noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1387368905700505127.post-52776480524766886632009-06-05T08:55:00.137-07:002009-06-05T08:55:00.137-07:00No, it wasn't one of the "official" ...No, it wasn't one of the "official" dances. It was in the lunchroom, actually. You were probably there, dancing to Wiggle It, along with the other 8th graders.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18365318527587945722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1387368905700505127.post-27582122240810754902009-06-05T07:16:56.358-07:002009-06-05T07:16:56.358-07:00Was this dance at the Community Center on Madison ...Was this dance at the Community Center on Madison and Marion, just north of the hospital?Jay Nicolosihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15674268811670545664noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1387368905700505127.post-78267378592625831972009-06-04T18:57:08.703-07:002009-06-04T18:57:08.703-07:00Hmmm... very heartfelt, my Deepish friend. I lik...Hmmm... very heartfelt, my Deepish friend. I like this side of you.Amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16198278888075048001noreply@blogger.com