Dancing ladies rampage

So... last night was another dancing ladies' night. Kicked if off with a run to Bard Wire so that I am now the possessor of 50 CDs of my voice. Beyond the strange thought my voice trapped in 50 little plastic disks, I'm immensely pleased and relieved to have them in my grubby little hands, and ready to pack for Pennsic.

Dancing lady practice was... hectic, frenzied and just about right.

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