Kiss Off

I am not sure if I have said this before or not, but many times my titles or something I say comes from a song, tonight's comes from one of those bands I love, the Violent Femmes. I have been a fan for about as long as I can remember. (At least I since I was 15). I love it, and forget how much I like it, until I hear it again. It takes me back to a fond time.

I had another one of those fun times experiences this evening. B and I were driving some where and Rock of Ages by Def Leppard came on the radio. No sooner did it start and he and I were both singing off key but full of energy at the top of our lungs. Anywho, the thought came to me that he is about the age that I was when that song came out and here he is singing it.... It was kind of cool. Then I had a memory of the song. I was in the 8th grade and at my first Jr High dance. It was a new school for me and I did not know that many folks. The lights were low, and the music was loud, and I finally got the courage to ask someone to dance. We danced a couple of songs, one of them was rock of ages, then I found a friend and we probably did some dumb 8th grade guy things. But then the DJ announced that they were going to be playing the last song. Well I thought I should dance, cause my friend Roger had found some girl. So on the hunt for my prey I went looking for just the right person to close the dance with. After a few awkward looking at some girl in the eye moments, I saw the girl I had danced with earlier. So I smoothly walked up to and asked her to dance. To my relief she said yes. Off we danced for about 2 min... to some Air Supply song. Then all of a sudden the music went off and the lights came on. You know after you have been in the dark for a while, and the lights come on - you cant see so good. So after the blinking and squinting stopped there I stood next to this girl I had been dancing with. After I got a good look at her with the lights on, i was bummed. She looked so much better in the dark... (8th grade boys can be so superficial, and for all I know she could have thought the same)

So what does this have to do with anything? Nothing at all, but isn't that the point of a blog?

I am 185....