Im am out of commission (yes, AGAIN) Thank GOD, for my local library. Poor Bessie the computer has to undergo a total reformatting but we don’t have the proper CD so we are playing the waiting game while a friend acquires it.

I was thinking the other day about NKOTB - oh come on you know you know it… Some of you are already singing the opening OH oh oh ohoh’s to “the right stuff” In 4th grade I was ostracize for not following the New Kids on the Block crazy. I didn’t own the sheets or the bath towels. No Joey doll for me, I didn’t even *gasp* own the Tape!!!!! By 5th grade I wised up, my best friend having showered me with the tapes for my birthday, doggedly determined NOT to be best friends with an out of it freakazoid. I started getting the teen mags and reading about their favorite colors and foods. I started committing their stats to memory and began fantasizing. It’s that same dream every kid has, their tour bus breaks down on your street and they come knocking on YOUR door for help (never mind my street was a virtual dead end, that tour bus was coming God damnit!). In my dream my mom was always cooking a vat of something fantastic so I could entice them with food and somehow they end up staying long enough to walk me to the bus stop the next morning where I am declare Queen of Cool. I can’t wait till my girls reach this stage so I can indulge them just a bit since I remember what it feels like. I never got to sleep on those NKOTB sheets but my girls may have a chance to cuddle up with their idols.