{"id":2627,"date":"2005-02-27T02:02:00","date_gmt":"2005-02-27T02:02:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/davebushe.net\/words\/2005\/02\/27\/i-said-too-much-i-havent-said-enough\/"},"modified":"2005-02-27T02:02:00","modified_gmt":"2005-02-27T02:02:00","slug":"i-said-too-much-i-havent-said-enough","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/davebushe.net\/words\/2005\/02\/27\/i-said-too-much-i-havent-said-enough\/","title":{"rendered":"I said too much, I haven&#8217;t said enough."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Any moment in which you feel like dancing is a perfect moment.<\/p>\n<p>That quote has in some way been staring me in the face for years. It&#8217;s on the blog of a friend and it may well have been in her sig. for some time. It struck me last night. I pasted it into notepad and left the window open to remind me of it. So I fired off an email to see what it&#8217;s etymology is. Turns out it&#8217;s not some old philosopher or the like, it just happens to be her. I suspect it&#8217;s tied into a Londo quote from <i>Babylon 5<\/i> but the whole dancing thing seems to be a theme so maybe not.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway the reason it struck me was the amount of dancing last night. I dispute the wording of the quote because most times I feel like dancing it&#8217;s due to booze. As per usual last night, I wasn&#8217;t dancing much, I was sat at the table talking away to whomever was around. Not making an effort not to dance (much&#8230;) but just not doing it. And then, all of a sudden I was dancing, I don&#8217;t remember what the track was that lead into it or anything but there was dancing and it continued on for hours and it was fun. It usually us but given I really can&#8217;t dance I avoid it lots.<\/p>\n<p>But there are equally moments, rare rare moments where I find myself dancing (it&#8217;s not really dancing but it fits for purposes of this discussion). The last time was when I managed to actually book U2 tickets for Dublin. There was singing and shouting too. Moments like that can be perfect moments and I guess that&#8217;s what I&#8217;m trying to say, when that feeling, that dancy feeling happens, it is absolutely a perfect moment.<\/p>\n<p>I was gonna use a Bowie lyric for this one, it should be pretty easy to guess from which song and then I thought I could work something else in a sentence, it would actually be the words I&#8217;m trying to show through my fingers, from <i>I want to Dance With Somebody<\/i>. So I googled it to make sure I had it right and this reminded me it&#8217;s a Whitney Houston song. I have way too much self respect to use a lyric from her up here so it&#8217;s back to Bowie. But when I go and actually listen to <i>Magic Dance<\/i>, well it&#8217;s just not going to work.<\/p>\n<p>I had been starting to worry that I didn&#8217;t write anymore. Updates were less frequent and pretty light and I never seemed to be in the mood to sit down and write. There were bits and pieces but they weren&#8217;t really much. Anyway that&#8217;s changed alot this week and indeed part of last week and well the words are appearing on the page.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Any moment in which you feel like dancing is a perfect moment. That quote has in some way been staring me in the face for years. It&#8217;s on the blog of a friend and it may well have been in her sig. for some time. It struck me last night. I pasted it into notepad &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/davebushe.net\/words\/2005\/02\/27\/i-said-too-much-i-havent-said-enough\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;I said too much, I haven&#8217;t said enough.&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2627","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-blog"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/davebushe.net\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2627"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/davebushe.net\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/davebushe.net\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davebushe.net\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davebushe.net\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2627"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/davebushe.net\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2627\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/davebushe.net\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2627"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davebushe.net\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2627"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davebushe.net\/words\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2627"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}