"Can I ask you something?" the neighbor across the street asks, and before I can point out that she just has, Jen continues. "Have you ever seen a fan dance?"

Well, yes, I said, I had. It was a long time ago, at the Todd Burlesque in Dayton.

"OK," she says, and she asks me a third question. "My boyfriend Jimmy wants me to do a fan dance for him, for his birthday, and I'm wondering, do they use some kind of special fan or something? Because I have a 20-inch breeze box, and when I turn it on, I can't hear the music to dance to."

Happy birthday, Jimmy.

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