A clumsy dork on tap shoes: That’s what I was for this “We Never.” As a result, I never felt great taking tap lessons every week. Erin loved it and even went so far as to discuss setting up a recital so all of our family and friends could come see the clumsy dork on tap shoes (me). In a brief moment of enthusiastic insanity, I agreed. I’ve since reconsidered and the only way anyone outside of class will see me “performing” will be if I’m bribed (or drunk) and convinced into showing them the video I have on my phone. Even that would make me blush if I was actually still young enough to be able to blush. Either way, I’ve hung up my tap shoes for now in an effort to regain some amount of dignity.