Looking back, it seems as though we had all the time in the world during That Summer. And, really, we didn't. But our schedules allowed us to fit in Friends reruns, Golden Girls reruns, Dave and Andy's, many entries into The Quote Book, and copious amounts of alcohol.
I've never had that kind of time since. Yet I managed to enjoy some of those things this weekend, during the busiest month of my life, while also celebrating Larry's birthday with some a little early, cheering on the Pens, working for a charity, taking care of a sick, little guy and catching the season finales of "Extreme Home Makeover" and "Desperate Housewives."
But that half-hour of Golden Girls made me so, so happy--and in the simplest way! It brought back great memories and also the not-so-awesome reminder that I was once voted Dorothy on the "Which Golden Girl Are You?" quiz. Dorothy is awesome. The testosterone-issue rumors about her...not awesome. What I'm not-so proud of, though, is the fact that I actually took that quiz. When I was 20.
I've been accused of far-worse wastes of time. Like the American Idol game yesterday. Because what do you do after the Pens clinch the Eastern Conference? You play the American Idol game. Larry had an adult league game, so he was spared my rendition of Britney Spears' "I'm a Slave 4 U." Even though it wasn't as legendary as Lou's version of Spears' "Lucky," it was awarded one performance star--the lowest rating possible.
Now, the thing you should know about the American Idol game is that you don't have to sing. Like Trivial Pursuit (am I actually comparing it to Trivial Pursuit?), there are many categories, and in the category that gives you the chance to showcase your talents via the echo mic, you can opt out of singing with the Break it Down (dancing for the judges) or Idol Truth (Idol trivia) options. But each time I had the opportunity (and there were many), I chose to Belt It Out. The game picks the songs for you, so to my defense, had I chose, Britney Spears' catalog wouldn't have been in my genre.
I had better luck with "Fame," to which I also embarrassingly busted out some old twirling choreography. Also earning me many more performance stars were: "Proud Mary," "Papa Was a Rolling Stone," "Physical," "Wild Thing" and "Greatest Love of All."
After that fun, I watched season finales. And after watching season finales, I discussed season finales with friends, as though I was 15 years old and my parents just installed my own phone line.
It was a relaxing way to end the weekend and a simple way to begin another busy week. Isn't that how the best summers begin?
Monday, May 19, 2008
I didn't Get it Get it Get it Get it
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