On this day, I was on my way to and from a Britney/Janet dance class. That’s right: Britney Spears and Janet Jackson. Some people who know me have a difficult time understanding why I choose to go to these dance classes, especially when I don’t really listen to these pop tunes. I get it. It’s not deemed intellectual enough. Hey, guess what? I’m 40, and if I can’t do this now, when can I do it? Besides, if I don’t take these classes, how else will I get to draw these people talking on the phone and reading a book (ok, there’s probably plenty of other opportunities, but that is besides the point).