August 07, 2005
WE ARE THE '80s
You might remember my friend Steve, the one with whom I was photographed with Rumplemints steins on my head.
Well, Steve's co-writing a new blog, Stuck In The 80s. And even though he writes it for a competing publication, I'm all about showing the boy some love because, hey, we've shared moments of great intoxication together, not the least of which took place while he was a groomsman in my wedding.
I'm not all that nostalgic for the decade, really. For me it represents a time of bad hair, horrific girlfriends, poor academics, mononucleosis, blown-out knee and ankle ligaments and multiple car wrecks (most of which were of my own doing). But I met Steve in the '80s, and I met my bride during the end of that decade, two experiences that redeem the entire experience.
His blog got me to thinking of some '80s movies that wouldn't have been as big a hit with the following names:
Footloosened
Eggplant Rain
Against 30-to-1 Odds
Fast Times At Ridgemont High, Accompanied By A Speeding Ticket
Attractive In Pink, But Not Classically Beautiful
Ferris Bueller's Throne Of Lies
Burned Out And Horny '60s Throwbacks Chill
The Library Club
Almost 10 Weeks
American Male Prostitute With A Cool Italian Name
An Officer's Candidate and Kind Of A Jerk
Aquamarine Lagoon
La Casa Del Caddies
Moderately Interested In Susan
The Empire Gets Really, Really Pissed
A Fish D/B/A Wanda
Get Your Lazy Ass Outta Bed, Vietnam
Not So Much Hardbodies As Bodies We'd Want To Sleep With
The Martial Arts Post-Pubescent
Greater Than Minus-1 But Less Than Absolute Zero
Inadvertantly Misplaced Boys
Disgruntled Max
Precipitation Man
Risky Entrepreneurship
St. Elmo's Persistent Chemical Change That Emits Heat And Light
My Dad's Immature, Obese and Somewhat Destitute Brother Buck
Two Untouchables, Two Other Guys Who Were Eminently Touchable
Making Sweet Monkey Love To The Stone
If a movie called "E.T.: The Extra-Terrestrial" can have legs at the box office, anything can.
Posted by: Rommie at August 7, 2005 11:41 AMAh, the memories from days of yore. As in "Yore about to yak, aren't you, Steve?" And "Yore not drinking your truck through those bushes, right?" And most famously, after the bush incident, "Is that yore cologne that broke in the back of the truck?"