This is about to happen. I'm actually about to go dance in front of hundreds of people.
And yes, our team name is Team Spartenheimer.
The dress rehearsal was yesterday, and I went full out, and consequently woke up with an increibly sore back this morning. I joked all day with my dance partner that I'm an old man and can't be cutting a rug on a stage with a bunch of teenagers.
I'm about to head over to the school for the show. Let's crank it up to 11.