What else would I do on a Saturday night?
Dance, of course, right? Well, that's the way it started. I met Brian & Marc at Marc's place so we could carpool down to middle-of-nowhere CT for a dance hosted by Corey & Erin for Jason & Katie where John & Anne would be doing their routine - got that? :-P Anyway, we got there for the dance, it wasn't a huge turn out, but I had a lot of fun. Lots of good dances with lots of people.

The ride home was another story. On the way back to the highway, we ran over some boulders that some "cool" kids decided to put in the middle of the road & blew out the right two tires of Marc's car about 24 hours after the last time I was sitting on the side of the road. So 2-3 hours later, we were finally on the road in the tow truck to bring it far away 'cause there wasn't going to be anywhere in middle-of-nowhere CT open on Sunday that had service. We finally Marc's car to a place that would have service in the morning & got dropped off at a hotel. No vacancy. And nobody else would have any vacancy either 'cause it was race weekend (I have no clue what race it was). We walked around for a bit & ended up sleeping in Marc's car for the night & being there for when the place opened. The steel rims had been dented like crazy & one couldn't even be banged out. We ended up going out to breakfast when one got banged out & stuff.

Yeah, a ride that was supposed to take 1.5 hours ended up taking 12. Two nights in a row of awesome dancing & crap rides home.