I knew I was staring but couldn't stop myself.  He tapped his foot on the floor to the rhythm of the music as he silently mouthed the words to the song, with a slight exaggeration to his expression.  He was completely into what he was doing.  He was adorable.    Trixie was right.  The DJ did look like Justin Timberlake. Except the "real" JT was older by comparison.  This kid could not have been more than twenty-three?  Twenty-four?     He provided the entertainment at the First Holy Communion party for Trixie's daughter, held at a banquet hall tucked away in … Continue reading →