This past weekend, my friends decided to go out to a club. I don’t club very often. I use to club several years back. Several years back was the last time I have ever been in a club. The normal routine would be for me to have a few drinks, talk to a few friends, check out the women, all the time, standing on the side and being a “wall flower” or what my brother would call a “space invader.” I wanted to dance. I was scared. I’m not very smooth, I don’t got any moves, and a fat man like me dancing looks silly. But this night, we went to an 80’s club and in less than 2 minutes, changed my life forever.
