Total Nostalgia Sunday

Recently my love/hate for Myspace has changed. If you remember correctly, I once wrote about how I hated the Myspace and pretty much everyone on it. Well, I have a new outlook since I connected with my oldest friend through there last week.

I really can't tell you what sparked me searching for him. I'd searched many times for him since 2005 but came up short. I had a dream about this friend a few weeks prior and it was so absurd that I think that's what made me go looking for him. With gusto.

Anyway, long story short, I found him. And the best part was that he said he was searching for me, too. That was a very nice thing to hear.

So we've been emailing back and forth and trying to catch up on 15+ years. I haven't seen him since his high school graduation. It seriously feels like an eternity. Even with all the technology at our disposal, it doesn't seem like we can send email fast enough. Or maybe it's just me and my horrible impatience. Yeah, that's it. I want instant gratification, dammit!

As all my dear readers know, there are some things I will write about on my blog, and other things I keep out. Since I'm sure he reads this (hi there!) I won't get into details about our conversations since it's between the two of us. But we did touch on the subject of music and a rush of memories came flooding back. Isn't that strange? Like entire chunks of your life can be re-visited just by hearing a few notes of a song?

That's one thing about the brain that amazes me.

Anyway, I started scrolling through Youtube and came across a bunch of Hall and Oates videos. I was pretty obsessed with them as a kid. In fact, my 10th birthday party in '85 was all about the Hall and the Oates. I had a bunch of my girl friends come over and we watched this video collection over and over again. My Mom rented it for me, along with some other movie that I cannot remember right now. The only important thing was that I got to watch these videos.


The only other time I was able to see the videos was if I stayed up to watch Friday Night Videos. For you kids out there, that was the MTV for people like me who didn't have cable. My mom would tape that show for me and Saturday morning I'd watch all the videos while eating cereal and fighting with my siblings. Fun.

My mom had almost all their albums and I would take them and play them in my room. This was before I was able to record the LP onto a cassette tape and take it to school with me. So I'd listen to the records over and over while I was supposed to be either 1) doing homework or 2) sleeping. Good times.

I told my friend Brandee about how I totally loved the Hall and Oates when I was a kid and she admitted she loved them, too. Oh no...there goes our street cred.

This evening I spent time downloading most of their music so I can rock out to it on my Zen tomorrow morning on the way to work. I'm not embarrassed to admit I love the Hall and Oates. They play an important part of my childhood-the good part-so I'd like to hold onto those memories for as long as I can.

Here's a video for you. Incidentally, my sister used to think the song "I Can't Go For That" was called "I Cut Coconuts". HAHA!

Myspace Is Strange

I hardly ever log on to Myspace. I never really got why it was so popular. I did the whole Friendster thing back in '02 (or whenever it was super popular) and really thought it was bogus. I guess I feel the same about Myspace. Except it's a good way to keep in touch with my brother and my good friend Melissa.

Today I got an unusual amount (4) of friend requests, so I decided to log on and check them out. 3 out of 4 were spam, and one was for a band that a friend is in, so that was cool. But while I was on there, I was amazed to see that the podunk highschool I went to has 15 pages of people listed. I think when I joined there were, um, 10 of us? Something like that. Anyway, I scrolled through the pages and I don't know 85% of the people listed. You'd think I would, since the school I went to was K-12 and I spent 11 years there. But I can't recognize the faces or the names and for a minute or two I felt really old. But then the moment passed and I felt relieved that there are only a handful of people that I know. Of course, the people I'd like to talk to again aren't even on Myspace, and all the people I loathe are. That's the reason why I never log on to Myspace.

And another reason why you'll never catch me at a reunion. The thought of going back there makes me queasy and the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. No. Thanks.

Anyway, on a different note, I completed everything on the list I made yesterday, except for the taxes. Man, I just don't want to face them. I have to pay both MN and MA state taxes this year and it's driving me bazooks. Plus, we file jointly, and we're itemizing this year, so that's another thing that's making me hate tax time. I wish they would just do themselves.

Lola has decided that her new favorite chair is the one I use at my desk. I'd get mad, but how can you yell at a cat as cute as Lola? That's right, you can't. So I just take my laptop elsewhere and let her sleep. Spoiled? Nawwwwwww........