I’ve just tuned in to “Dancing With The Stars” for the first time, and there’s Ashlee Simpson singing a pretty sexy tune while dancers strut the stage in front of her. My daugher’s a fan of hers, so I am somewhat, too, by association. I’m looking forward to seeing Kristi Yamaguchi dance. Way back in the ’80s she won my heart when she was 16 and skated her heart out at the Olympics. Oh, it looks like it’s an eliminatin night; I might not see Kristi dance. Commercial break. I may switch channels and never go back … might be time to find the latest Pennsylvania primary results. I’m an Obama fan and was disappointed that Clinton appeared to have a 10 point lead with more than 90 percent of precincts reporting. I was hoping the margin would be in single digits. Ah, I find myself getting so wound up and emotional about all of this when there’s not much I can do at the moment. I can’t influence the votes in Pennsylvania … well, I never switched channels; I just tuned out the commercials and blogged away. It’s painfully obvious to me that I’m really out of touch with popular culture because, really, I mostly can’t tell who the stars are and who the professional dancers are, but hey, here comes River Dance, and I’m certainly familiar with them. There’s a guy starting things off by soloing. I like that he’s moving his arms a bit more than is allowed when you’re doing traditional Irish dance strictly by the book. Man, that footwork is amazing. Now there’s a bunch of them all in a row though with their arms just hanging limply at their sides. It’s just so unnatural … just got distracted by our puppy, Romeo, a 7-month-old Mal-Shi (Maltese/Shih-Tzu cross); he fell off the folded sleeping bag he was perched upon. He made a mighty big thud for a 10 pound critter. He’s such a clown; people tend to fall in love with him. His legs are a little too short for his body and his head is a little too big, so he’s a bit cartoonish, but adorable … now two 13 year olds are dancing up a storm, and now here comes a second young couple dancing even better than the first (in my opinion) — such energy and ease; it’s invigorating just to watch them; maybe it’ll even get me out of this La-Z-Boy. Yeah, why not. Off I go.