We went to Latino Night at Score and were not disappointed. However, I had a small problem with our, dear friend, Jonathan. He told me that he wished he could dance like all those Latino boys, and I turned to him, looked him in the eye and said something like could only come out of Glinda, The Good Witch. I said, "Jonathan, there is nothing stopping a white boy like you from going out there and swiveling your hips. It's alway's been there: That ball bearing in your hips that you don't know you have." Follow me.....and off we went doing the Meringue, the Husltle, and probably even the Macarena. God, it's good to be back!