No substantial offerings tonight.

>> Seattle Lindy Exchange. Lindy exchanges are dancing events that occur around the world so people who lindy hop can (1) have a ready excuse to travel and (2) dance with people with whom they do not routinely dance. The Seattle Lindy Exchange is occurring this upcoming weekend and will feature a free dance in downtown Seattle. Last year, the outdoor dance was held at the Seattle Center with minimal shade; though fun (I danced with people from two different countries and about eight to ten different American states), it was uncomfortably warm. If you’re in the Seattle area and would like to witness an organized “lindy bomb”, visit Westlake Park (4th and Pine) next Sunday.

>> Yehoodi. This is the lindy hop message board for New York City. It appears that their primary weekly dance is called “Frim Fram”. I hope I will have the opportunity to attend that dance when (not if! but when! hooray!) I visit New York City.

>> Farecast. I still don’t understand why flying along the Pacific coastline is more expensive than flying across the country. For the first time since I moved to Seattle, I got plane tickets to fly to Southern California for less than $200. I suppose that I bought these tickets four months in advance might have something to do with the decreased cost.

>> Busted tees. There is a guy who dances regularly who usually wears tee shirts from this company. He, like many of the other male dancers, works at Microsoft. I used to think that the significant number of computer programmers who lindy hop was a function of location—Boeing, Amazon, and Microsoft are all based in Seattle. However, after speaking with dancers from other cities and from perusing the Yehoodi message board, it seems that lindy hop attracts these computer/engineering/techy types. I wonder if the same pattern holds true for salsa and tango.

>> Barbecue and mood. I had thought about writing about all the anti-depressing activities I had pursued today (particularly in contrast to the initially depressing weather we had this morning—it was grey and drizzling), including a barbecue I had attended this afternoon. In a whimsical moment, I asked, in jest, Pubmed to return articles that addressed “barbecue AND mood”. One article came up.