jive machine

This is not for the faint of heart, but you know what? I wish I had the balls to do this.

Sometimes I think we get caught up on trying as hard as possible not to look like morons. I don't know, I think there is something almost endearing in being klumsy, bumbling, goofy, or just plain making an ass of yoruself sometimes. too much is bad true, but the stigma is so great against it I think we ought remind ourselves from time to time that running through the streets in your underwear, hiding in a plant display with fake plant peices held in front of your face, or sitting 20 feet up in a tree throwing candy to passers by can be a lot of fun, therapeutic, and an oddly effective way to break the ice.