actually, now that i think about it, i did get a lot done today. i called citibank and contested a charge on my debit card, sold a bookcase on craigslist, reorganized our kitchen cabinets, changed the sheets on my bed, and picked up all my clothes off the floor.
but that productive streak ended circa 6pm when i sat down in front of the tv and discovered a few amazing things:
a) dirty dancing was playing on starz. i get made fun of by a guy at work for basically having seen no movies whatsoever, notably dirty dancing, the goonies, star wars, and back to the future 1, 2, and 3. so, in an effort to begin my cinematic education, i promptly "DVR-ed that shit." i simply cannot wait to ogle this hot piece of ass:
b) the N channel, which i thought only played degrassi re-runs, in fact now has an A-list line-up, including kenan and kel, fresh prince, dawson's creek, and, praise the lord, saved by the bell. i, like i assume most kids of my generation with cable did, ran home every day after school to watch this show on TBS while i ate my favorite snack of goldfish and a diet dr. pepper, and i guarantee i have seen each episode AT LEAST eight times. needless to say, i couldn't press record fast enough. in fact, i was so excited i set it to record all episodes, first-runs AND re-runs. i can only hope this doesn't bite me in the ass like it did with what not to wear. but while stacy and clinton's quips get kind of old after watching four episodes in a row, i don't think i will ever tire of bike shorts under denim skirts, stacy carosi, and of course, albert clifford slater's jheri curls.
p.s. for those of you who don't know, you can still catch some of the A.C. flavor by watching america's best dance crew, HANDS DOWN the awesomest show on the air right now not only for all the sick dance moves (no, seriously), but also for host mario lopez's wigger-tastic commentary. seriously. just watch it.
c) hands down the best discovery of all, though, is that TV land is having an "ohmigod, that's so '80s" movie weekend, running sixteen candles, the breakfast club, say anything, and flashdance back to back. the only one i didn't DVR was say anything, and that's only because i have that on DVD and have had most of it committed to heart since the 9th grade. i'm watching flashdance, yet another movie i haven't seen, as we speak, and i have to say, not once yet has it disappointed. this is obviously the trailblazing granddaddy of all modern dance movies -- center stage, save the last dance, and of course step up 2 the streets. the underdog with the seemingly unattainable dream of dancing like she's never danced before, the staid institution that favors training over heart, the supportive and kindly old grandmother figure with an unidentifiably foreign accent, and the tempestuous relationship with the ONLY person that REALLY believes in her. i mean, can you even remember a time when these plot lines weren't totally cliche? aka 1983? i know i can't, because i wasn't even born!
i should have known as soon as the credits started rolling and the first synthesized bars of "what a feeling" filtered out of the screen this was going to be a good night...
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