In Minnesota this weekend for Carleton Volunteer Alumni Thingy. I am delighted to learn there is a swing dance on Saturday night at the college. I wonder if I can show up and pass for a student. Maybe like a 5th year Senior or something. I ask someone to dance the next song. When the next song comes on he says "Where's that lady?" I leave promptly to go drink and dance with the boys from the class of 1992 and feel young again.