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Beyond Chair Yoga: Chair Boogie Hit of the 21st Century
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WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
Beyond Chair Yoga: Chair Boogie Hit of the 21st Century
byVanderleunonDecember 18, 2020
Might as well. Can’t dance.
Wait! Did somebody say “Can’t dance?”
So far around 345 million people have watched those videos. What took you so long?
Some where in a box I have the CD from that first video. There’s some decent riffs on it but for the life of me, I can’t remember the band.
TerryDecember 19, 2020, 10:51 AM
Wow! That was a short & fun six minutes. Helps get the day brighter-
ghostsniperDecember 19, 2020, 6:51 PM
I couldn’t stuff any more than about 10 seconds each into my eyeballs.
It’s bad enough that people come up with that sort of retarded stuff, but to video it and put it out there is more than I can grasp. 2021 will be the year of straightenin’. A whole lot of us won’t be here this time next year, and deservedly so.
AnonymousDecember 21, 2020, 6:53 AM
As a 74 year old man who enjoys disco dancing with his 57 year old still slender and shapely housekeeper (yeah, yeah, I know), those videos gave me the creeps. To quote Archie Bell and the Drells: “Lemme put dis hamboigah down. I don’ wan’ no mouth, I wanna DANCE!” . For the fellow in the first video, that means gettin’ up out of the chair; for the solo in video two, dancing is done in a duo; where’s the woman? Are these exhibitionists taking over the world? Not mine, no sir. Dancing is a mating ritual, even when one is long past the productive phase. Let’s keep it that way.
After scanning its face again and again,
I began to scale it, picking my holds
With intense caution. About half-way
To the top, I was suddenly brought to
A dead stop, with arms outspread
Clinging close to the face of the rock
Unable to move hand or foot
Either up or down. My doom
Appeared fixed. I MUST fall.
There would be a moment of
Bewilderment, and then,
A lifeless rumble down the cliff
To the glacier below.
My mind seemed to fill with a
Stifling smoke. This terrible eclipse
Lasted only a moment, when life blazed
Forth again with preternatural clearness.
I seemed suddenly to become possessed
Of a new sense. My trembling muscles
Became firm again, every rift and flaw in
The rock was seen as through a microscope,
My limbs moved with a positiveness and precision
With which I seemed to have
Nothing at all to do.
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Who Am I? by Carl Sandburg
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I reach my hands and play with pebbles of destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe.
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Some where in a box I have the CD from that first video. There’s some decent riffs on it but for the life of me, I can’t remember the band.
Wow! That was a short & fun six minutes. Helps get the day brighter-
I couldn’t stuff any more than about 10 seconds each into my eyeballs.
It’s bad enough that people come up with that sort of retarded stuff, but to video it and put it out there is more than I can grasp. 2021 will be the year of straightenin’. A whole lot of us won’t be here this time next year, and deservedly so.
As a 74 year old man who enjoys disco dancing with his 57 year old still slender and shapely housekeeper (yeah, yeah, I know), those videos gave me the creeps. To quote Archie Bell and the Drells: “Lemme put dis hamboigah down. I don’ wan’ no mouth, I wanna DANCE!” . For the fellow in the first video, that means gettin’ up out of the chair; for the solo in video two, dancing is done in a duo; where’s the woman? Are these exhibitionists taking over the world? Not mine, no sir. Dancing is a mating ritual, even when one is long past the productive phase. Let’s keep it that way.