Hopa!

Heading to NYC tonight for the annual Golden Festival.... so come 8 or 9 pm I'll be joining hands with many others to do dances I can't yet pronounce to live music by bands I've never heard of.

Here's a clip I found on You Tube from last year, a band called the Balkanics...



The schedule on Saturday night runs from 5:30 pm to 4:00 am. Dancing?! Into the night?! Aw yeah.....

p.s. I asked Dr. Sips if he wanted to attend but he has clients visiting from out of town. I did what he said. I walked. 30 minutes. It felt good except I got blisters on my heels from my sneakers, just in time for Balkan Dancing. You must endure it, he says. You must live with the small discomforts of the 7 incline, the 2.4 em pee aych. The law has no sympathy for sensitive feet.

Dr. Sips

I have a new doc. Self-taught. Goes by Dr. Sips. Hails from Williamsburg, Brooklyn. He told me: "Tomorrow, you gonna get on the treadmill and walk for 20 to 30 mins [yes, he said it like that: 'mins'] at a 7 incline at 2.4 em pee aych. That'll take youse one step closer to your notion of joinin' the gypsy punk circus."

I told him that I can't possibly go that slow. What's the point?

He said: That's the law.

I said: If I'm going to exercise it has to be fun.

He said: There's ya problem. Youse a pleasure hound.

Yes I am. I said. Yes, I am.

He said: Dr. Sips says walk.

An Rx from Sips is nothin' to mess with.

So I'm a' do it.