Saturday night we donned comfortable shoes and headed off to a fundraising event that promised a "Dance Through the Decades." The DJ was in his 20s and started out with what for him must have been music from the Dawn of Time: Chubby Checker's "The Twist" and the Beatles' "Twist and Shout." We were on the dance floor immediately.
As he segued to the 1970s, he started spinning Earth Wind & Fire, Donna Summer and "Saturday Night Fever," conjuring up happy memories of my college years. It was a hoot, and good exercise as well.
Then something odd happened: two guests in gigantic inflatable dinosaur suits showed up as the DJ was playing the BeeGees' "Stayin' Alive" (more than coincidence?). People just laughed -- this was an extremely laidback, accepting crowd -- and made extra room for them. They lumbered around for a couple of songs (one was "Jungle Boogie") until one of the costumes showed definite signs of deflation.
What? Why? Where did they come from? I fear it will remain an unsolved mystery.
We stayed until about 10, then headed home; I'm sure the energetic young people were still dancing as Saturday turned into Sunday.
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