Oh the terrifying joys of life. Last night I ended up calling from the stage at the Starry Plough for the first time. It was so frightening. Though I've been going there to dance for nearly ten years now, I realized that I didn't have the caller's spiel for that dance memorized. Yikes! Thankfully, Naomi will be back soon to reclaim her rightful spot at the microphone. She's in Paris right now housesitting for a friend. We should all be so lucky.