10
Mar
Posted in Blast from the Past | 1 Comment »
Perhaps I didn’t know him, exactly, but I did tear many a page featuring his boyish visage from the pages of my Tiger Beat and/or Bop magazines, and I stuck them to my walls (all the better to gaze at) despite my parents hating that they’d eventually have to repaint my glorious seafoam green room.
It’s true, Wil Wheaton was really my youthful crush of choice, and then of course I went the hair band route (in an attempt to bring me back to earth my mother once told me that my great unrequited love, Sebastian Bach, probably had so many zits that he couldn’t see himself in the mirror for all the pus he’d squeezed onto it. Thanks, Mom, for that!).
But the Coreys also held a special place in my unjaded (at that time) heart, mostly due to a fantastic piece of entertainment called The Lost Boys (they don’t make soundtracks like that anymore, and, hey Stephenie Meyer, you didn’t make up vampires having fun!).
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Tags: alas poor corey, bop, cry little sister, rip corey haim, sebastian bach, shakespeare, summer of death, the lost boys, the two coreys, tiger beat, vampires, wil wheaton
12
Aug
Posted in Lifestyles of the Unemployed | 5 Comments »
What if, instead of a not-very-good Sex and the City episode (the one where Carrie freelances at This Old House instead of Vogue and dates Mr. Bigelow instead of Mr. Big), or a media tell-all (The Devil Wears Chico’s), or the even-worse sequel to a very bad middle-agers’ rom-com (Must Love Cats), or a Lifetime drama (33 and Not Even Close to Pregnant), YUD’s life were the plot of a horror movie?
Generally horror is not something I seek out. I have enough tension in real life that I like my entertainment simple: ’50s-era, black and white, good winning out over bad—or, at least innocuous and perhaps even puerile (America’s Next Top Model, Real Housewives, Frasier).
In fact, I have not even seen many scary movies in my lifetime. My very first introduction to the genre was some dreadful bad seed type of TV movie that I stayed up watching with a babysitter (all I remember is the main character electrocuting a relative by dropping a hair dryer in the bathtub, which was about all I could take before running to my room. I had nightmares for the next 3 weeks).
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Tags: 33 and not pregnant, america's next top model, bop, fed ex delivery, frasier, freddy kruger, horror movie plts, mr. big, mr. bigelow, must love cats, pan's labyrinth, pea soup, psycho, real housewives, rosemary's baby, sex and the city, the birds, the devil wears chicos, the exorcist, tiger beat, twilight, wil wheaton
