Here’s some stuff about me that you probably didn’t know…
- I once saw David Copperfield live. It was corny but entertaining.
- I am obsessed with 30s-40s-50s swing music. This is probably a big reason why I have played so many hours of Fallout 3 – I can’t stop listening to Three-Dog on Galaxy News Radio.
- I am also obsessed with Cleveland-style polka music, which I grew up dancing to at every prom and wedding, and watching on “Polka Varieties” on Sunday mornings. I am a FABULOUS polka-er.
- I used to be addicted to perms. Even though now I am a confirmed pixie cut addict (aka the lesbian soccer mom look), I still sometimes think longingly of having a perfect spiral perm a la Jennifer Grey in “Dirty Dancing.”
- Speaking of the lesbian soccer mom look, I love Jamie Lee Curtis and I feel embarrassed for her whenever one of those Activia commercials comes on. I don’t know why; I suppose she’s just paying the bills. And also, I don’t know if it really helps your digestive system, but I tried the yogurt and didn’t like it – too runny.
- I’m starting to think that “Howards End” is my favorite movie, ever. Maybe I should buy the new Criterion Collection DVD, so I can watch it whenever I want.
- My favorite movie, by far, used to be “Army of Darkness,” and I used to watch it EVERY NIGHT, on VHS. Yes, I had a thing for Bruce Campbell, what can I say?
(Please note, the following trailer for Howards End gives away pretty much the whole movie.)
I’m deeply ashamed of myself for not blogging in so long. Twenty days, for those of you keeping score. As in, just a day shy of three full weeks. FOR SHAME.
Of course, that doesn’t mean I’m going to start in earnest now. Maybe tomorrow. In the mean time, I leave you with this. Kisses!
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..the first time I ever saw “The Rocky Horror Picture Show?” It was some time in the late 80s. A friend took me to a midnight screening (of course) on the East side of Cleveland, in a glorious, run-down old theater that actually had a balcony. It was fabulous from start to finish, but specifically, I won a fabulous prize. Before the movie started, one of the “hosts” went into the audience and held a number of silly contests. I won a can huggy (long since gone, sadly) by guessing exactly what vegetable he had in his pants.
It was a squash. And that is why, to this day, watching RHPS makes me think of squash.
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This weekend I watched a documentary on one of our many cable channels about the making of the Vegas show, “LOVE,” a collaboration between The Beatles and Cirque Du Soleil. The documentary was pretty good, and as for the show itself, it looks really good. I’d definitely catch it if I had a chance.
Watching it brought back so many memories. I’ve been basically obsessed with The Beatles since I was about 13 years old. I can’t explain why I got interested in them, or what it was that fascinated me so, but it was a straight-up obsession. My parents, who were past the target demographic when The Beatles were sprung upon the world in the 60s, were not sympathetic, but they did indulge me by buying me my first Beatles album and then allowing me to spend my allowance on later ones, as well as playing them at fairly loud volume on the old cabinet record player in the basement. They did not raise an eyebrow when I checked out every book that our local library had with anything to do with The Beatles, wrote many school papers about them, and later rented every Beatles-related item our video store carried.
I remember the day that John Lennon died very vividly. I was in the 8th grade. My mother heard about it on The Today Show, and came to the bathroom where I was getting ready for school to break the news. I was devastated…but she still made me go to school that day. My English teacher, who was a young, hip type (and whose name I sadly cannot remember), mercifully was sympathetic and spent nearly all of our class that day talking about John, The Beatles, and what an impact they’d had. (Plenty of kids I went to school with in the suburbs of Cleveland were depressingly unaware of The Beatles or anything else that wasn’t played in heavy rotation on WMMS at that time.)
Any way, I’m still pretty obsessed with The Beatles. Here’s one of my favorites:
