I heard Rob Base & DJ E-Z Rock's "It Takes Two" today.
"Right about now... you're about to be possessed...
Remember this one?
...by the sounds of MC Rob Base and DJ... EZ... Rock...
and I wept.
Hit it!"
I wept for my high school cafeteria where had my first braces-clad kiss on some Friday night just inches away from the same spot where I ate Fiesta Sticks in flourescent lunchtime lighting every Thursday between '89 and '92.
I wept for the teenage brain that I can never get back. The one that was the Secretary of Student Counsel and President of the V-Club. The one that was totally happy believing that sushi was gross and America was great.
Of course, I weep for my teenage waist, too, but I am not strong enough to face that tonight... "Bartender...?"
