Dear All,   Classes will still be held, so drive carefully and safely when you come this week.  You know us: it takes more than an inclement blip in the weather radar to stop us from holding class. But check your emails before you leave, because sometimes those wimps at …

Dear All,   Finally.  We got some weather!    Too many weeks with very little to no weather (no: those empty, sun-shiny, clear and warm days do not qualify as weather because nothing is happening, just a series of bland, non-descript days, each one blending into the other as if they …

Dear All,   As this is the last week in October, we would, under normal circumstances, be bidding a fond farewell to the Bolero and Waltz (American style).  But November, home of the Thanksgiving Day holiday, will reduce the usual four weeks of classes to three weeks (thanks to that …

Dear All,   Tarantism.    According to one of my sources, it is defined as “a mania characterized by an uncontrollable urge to dance”.  According to another (and far more interesting) source, it is defined as “a paradoxical state where one has an overwhelming urge to overcome one’s melancholy by dancing”. …

Dear All,   As we have only had one lesson each of Waltz and Bolero, it is still not too late to stop beating yourself up for having missed the first classes and join us, since we will be reviewing the basic-most figures before we add new ones.   We cannot …

Dear All,   A glorious new month and two glorious new dances!  Bolero and Waltz!  “But didn’t we just do Waltz in August?”  I hear someone asking.  Yes.  But this time we are going to focus on the American style steps, which involves more underarm turning, more side-by-side steps (like …

Dear All,   First week of Autumn, last week of September and once again I am fresh out of funny (I can hear the vast chorus of “So what’s new, Rick!?” resounding over the hills) so just a short, quick information-driven newsletter this week.  Deeper into Autumn, when the autumn …

Dear All,   And they try to tell us that rain dances don’t work!  Due to a dearth of students in last Thursday’s class (we had one student), we dedicated the night to a rain dance, doing a foxtrot so lovely that the heavens themselves began to weep. (Yes, we …