I know this is a bit hasty of me--the self-professed king of organization, order and compulsive tidyness--but I stumbled upon something far too important to wait on. I had fully planned on some sort of welcome/introductory post that would explain the site and serve as a general outline of this blog's, um, "purpose." That's still coming, but not until after the first of the year. Yes, very rude of me I know.
The reason I was forced to diverge from my original plan is simple: Ted DiBiase.
Well, actually Nick Saban. But in a day and age where "Million-Dollar-Men" are dancing with the stars--or in the case of Mr. DiBiase, God--I feel compelled to share a slice of goodness that not even Arthur Murray could put a price tag on. Ladies and gentlemen, the FOUR-Million-Dollar-Man:
[He's in there; just sway along with the wobbly camera]
Happy New Year, everyone.
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Thursday, December 27, 2007
This is NOT a debut.
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Labels: Dancing, Nick Saban, Ted DiBiase
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