Thanks to Lora G for the tip. Love you back, girl! So Lora saw him last night at a club called Bird. He was hot, friendly, chatty with the ladies but sadly – and I’m killing myself picturing this - a terrible dancer. Apparently the man has no rhythm. Which concerns me at lot. Because while I don’t expect my freebies to move like Usher, I do want them to be able to find the beat and to bop their heads to the thump with a little sexy sexy groove that can flow straight into the bedroom. Picturing Clive Owen with flailing limbs and a goofy overbite on the dance floor is a very alarming piece of information indeed. What to do, gossips? What to do???