Day 265: Tea for two

Despite having no rhythm or dancing ability to speak of, when a stage beckons, I'm certainly not going to turn it down. And when that "stage" happens to be the window seat in my apartment, with conveniently placed spotlight-type lights, I have no choice but to tap dance in my pajamas and Nine West loafers during a commercial break in the Emmys. (Sidenote: Hell yes 30 Rock!)

Just a little more practice and I'm ready for my close-up, Mr. DeMille.