Well, fossils CAN dance, as we know from Ogden Nash:
At midnight, in the museum hall, The fossils gathered for a ball. There were no drums of saxophones, But just the rattle of their bones.... Amid the mastodonic wassail I caught the eye of one small fossil. "Cheer up," he seemed to say, and winked; "It's kind of fun to be extinct."
> I have a problem with this, so I always wear white slipper to> help me see my foot. I would bet that you've been able to> discriminate despite the color.
No, it's just sheer vanity. I like to color-coordinate my shoesand my tights. (Wait until the jokers around here read THAT bitof trivia!!)
Seriously, you obviously can't look at your feet directly. (Ateacher once used to say, "Don't look at the floor; there's nothingdown there!") And even the mirror isn't much help, for me at anyrate. I try to rely entirely on my proprioceptive sense. (At thebarre, I do as much as I can with my eyes closed, for the samereason.)
> The amazing thing I find among danseurs is that some have an> inate sense of their bodies without a mirror. I can't. I don't> know if you can describe how you developed that inate sense, but> I would appreciate your comments on the subject.
Well, I said I *tried* to go by my proprioceptive sense. I didn'tsay that it worked!! :-) Remember, you're communicating with theclumsiest living dancer in the Western world.
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