‘She wanna dance ’cause she likes to groove’
I married a man unfamiliar with Digital Underground’s ‘Humpty Dance’. After writing of dance moves you won’t see me attempt out on the open trail, my husband confessed he didn’t know the song that might stir one to breakdance. As far as he knew, it didn’t really cross ‘the pond’. And, of course, being of slightly different ages, he was too mature, too cool even, to have taken any notice anyway. (As opposed to she who enjoys doing ‘Funky Cold Medina’ at karoake night. Trust me, it’s better than hearing me try to actually sing!)
But my husband is lucky to have me. This cultural deficiency has been rectified. Thanks to YouTube, I was able to blast my adolescent middle school past straight into our living room. It’s not PC. It’s a little bit rude n’ crude, as these things go. But, if you don’t take it seriously, it cracks you up. The glasses! The nose! I don’t understand!
After a brief lesson, he’s now hip with the kids. (Or, at least the kids of 1989. You know, the ones who thought Hammer pants were cool.) Tonight, I plan to teach him everything he needs to know about cutting a mean running man and roger rabbit . Then he’ll really be ready to tear up the floor this weekend. Look out Pinner, here we come!
Today’s run
Distance: 4.0 miles
Time: 39:55
Pace: 9:58 min/mile
Wednesday, 24th January 2007 at 15:39
I remember before the days of having cable to see MTV….waiting at the bus stop beside ‘The Ship’ in Arbury with Marcus seeing kids jumping around the Ghetto blasters to what I later found out was ‘Hammer Time’ …..little did I know that 5000 miles away ………