Middle School Angst

MSH rented "Freaks and Geeks" last week and we watched the first three episodes this morning. I was never interested in seeing it back in 1999, but MSH's enthusiasm for it convinced me it was a must-see show. Too bad it didn't make it past 18 episodes because it's so good.

While watching those first three episodes, I was reminded of my friends in middle school. Not my so-called friends in class, but the true blue friends whom I hung out with. The ones who looked out for me and the ones I looked out after. I like to romanticize things a lot, but I don't think that's the case here. There's a picture of two of those friends and me in my living room. We've lost contact with one another. David D., my bestest friend in middle school, moved to VA. He visited me about 10 years ago, but I haven't heard from his since. Hopefully, one day, we'll reconnect and talk about old times, but until then I'll live with the fond memories of good times gone by.

The following clip is from Freaks and Geeks. It exemplifies the #1 reason why I chose to be in band to ditch PE. Enjoy! (Smart asses beware. It's not about the beautiful body comments. It's the fear that the kid expresses. Be warned!)

Freshly Sharpened Pencils

Fourteen days since my last entry and I'll have to blame it on work. The end of my summer came and went, and now I am in the middle of another school year. Actually, the beginning of it, but it just feels like the middle. The other day I asked someone if it was the end of the school year yet. Sad. I know.

I'm enjoying myself, but I don't want to take any days off since I'll be traveling to FREAKIN' France in October. ( more about that later) I still need to write about my outing in downtown New Orleans, so I better do that before leaving the country, right?

I'm off to bed. I should have gotten in bed two hours ago. My alarm will be screaming at me in 6 hours. Ugh!

Models, Inc.

I was browsing http://projectrungay.blogspot.com/ and I found this beautiful picture of Mrs. Heidi Klum. Now mind you I'm not into the woman parts, but I can appreciate the beauty of a good looking woman. Behold and appreciate, damn it!

Here's my problem with this picture other than maybe her nakedness...I don't need to *see* that!

OK, so after three kids, she has no back fat and not an ounce of cellulite?! I'm not so naive as to think that she wasn't airbrushed, but come on! You can kinda tell where they digitally "fixed" her. Behind her legs and along her back all the way down to her tush. These are the kinds of pictures that drive straight men wild and women to bend over the loo (that's for Vincent).


Ok, now, so here's Lucia. Lucia appears in A Model Life on TLC. She's from Russia or one of those countries in that general vicinity. Here's where Lloyd would say that she has a name that ends in the sound of "-ich" . Trust me when I say you don't want me to expand upon that point.

Anyway, she has that vacant, high gloss model look, but doesn't she remind you of Meg Ryan before surgery took over? I think she's adorable. Too bad the show is not that good.

This man's name escapes me, and maybe that's best because I cannot believe that Anna Wintour let's him dress like this and work at Vogue too. When the day comes that *I* have to wear a man's moo moo dress, please stop me and tell me no. Please.

I had to crop Jennifer Hudson out because I didn't think she should have been in the picture in the first place. Then again, if she posed with this fool, then she deserved to be in it.