This is what it feels like to be an oak 2x4. Or at least, what it feels like to be hit with one.

Little ballerina...little twirling imp. Dashing to and fro without the evidence of a limp. A classic.

Dance. Dance. DAAAAANNNNCE!!! Sooooo graceful too! Or, tutu?

Scott rocks his 8-bit monsta-machine. Jay and I were just trying to keep up.