I've seen a LOT of horror movies in my life. In fact, I saw a lot early in my life. I've been watching them since I was about 5 or 6 years old. While some parents were strict and didn't allow their kids to watch MTV or other cable shows, my parents let me stay up on the weekend and watch Tales from the Crypt and rent Halloweens 1-27 (or however many there are).
Monday, October 29, 2012
Thursday, October 18, 2012
My pug Isabella, a.k.a. Issie, a.k.a. turd head, is one of a kind. Okay, she's probably just as gassy and stinky as any other pug, but I guarantee that she snores louder and barks softer than any other pug you know. Plus, she has a special place in her heart for the '80s, just like I do.
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Indie rock music, which is often compared to alternative rock music, is supposedly the kind of music that hipsters and self-proclaimed "music snobs" listen to. Although I am neither, I like to think that I listen to indie rock because a) the music is original and good; b) most of these bands started with humble beginnings and worked their way up the college radio scene; and c) the bands give great live performances.
Monday, October 15, 2012
If there's one thing that I love about the '80s (besides the banana clips, oversized sweaters, high tops, hair spray and acid wash jeans), it's the music. With the launch of MTV in 1981, the music of the Buggles, Run DMC, Michael Jackson, Madonna, Bon Jovi and countless others could be blasted into your living room on a daily basis. Or, you could listen to you favorite hair sprayed or mini-skirt wearing musicians from your boombox or Sony Walkman.
Saturday, October 13, 2012
Everything about the 1980's was bigger and better: the bangs, the earrings, the belts, the sweaters and most importantly, the music. Okay, maybe not all of the synthesized cheesy pop music was better, but the rap music definitely was.
Monday, October 8, 2012
When I think of 80s television, a few fond memories come to mind: wishing that Tony and Angela would finally get together, admiring Uncle Jesse's hair, continuously repeating "What'chu talkin' 'bout, Willis?," imitating Vicki the robot and swooning over George Clooney in The Facts of Life.
Saturday, October 6, 2012
A few years ago I was working at a bookstore and one of my coworkers said, "I was born in 1990. I completely missed the '80s." My first thought was, "Damn, I'm old." My second thought was, "You poor, unfortunate soul." Not only did he miss out on side ponytails, snap bracelets, hair-sprayed bangs, the baddest 10 years of Michael Jackson mania and "Star Search," but he also never got to play with some of the coolest toys ever made.