This isn't a dance...but what if it was?

After banging out three apps in two days, my mental state is officially "eh" (a technical term).
I realized today that i've started looking at things as if they were dances. Not in that judson - "everything is a dance" way, although i'm not sure how to explain how it's different. In lieu of explanation, take this for your viewing pleasure:


























Now if Mr Rosdale is our Twyla Tharp, then there's got to be a Martha somewhere, right?

Oh wait.

I found her:

Aren't you all glad i'm so funny?

No seriously, this is what's going on in my head right now. That's what happens when these apps take a hold of you. I'm going to bed.