Ramblings in search for significance even in this small world that I live in...How does every suppose to fit into the reality of every day living when you dream of the fairytell ending...were we so wrong to dream?
Saturday, May 13, 2006
The "Chicken" Dance
Every Saturday night (weather permitting) my husband goes to the midget races out at Port City. Last night they had a special with motorcycles and 4x4 racing. But in the midle (intermission) they annouced for the little kids to do the chicken dance. Is that an Oklahoma thing? Maybe I've been to too many roller skating rinks but the Hokie Pokie and the Bunny Hop were the interactive songs of my days. On the east coast...the first time I heard of the chicken dance was at a wedding and I was clearly in my 20ies!
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