Just sat through my daughters dance recital. Two and a half hours of tutus, sequins, tap, jazz, ballet, and all dance related shit. First time in 13 years I’ve ever sat through one without a dip in. Never so much as had an urge and actually enjoyed the heck out of it. Saw a couple of dads in there that had a dip in, they were fidgeting, looking around as if wondering if anyone saw that they had a fatty in. I saw them and used to be one of them, big fatty in, looked ridiculous and tried to look inconspicuous…what a fool! Watching with nic free eyes made things much clearer and made me appreciate things a heck of a lot more.