The Smiths
I forgot to mention that I love the Smiths!!!! They are an amazingly stellar band.
This is all.
p.s. I really feel as though I belong in the 80's. I'm seriously displaced in the 21st century. Really, what am I doing here?? I'm hoping that one day, if I go to heaven, it will be an 80's heaven where everyone wears leg warmers and drinks blue curacau (sp?).
:)
posted by glasstiger @ 7:57 PM
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6 Comments:
You listen to way too much 80's music pal, but I think that the Smiths are pretty damn cool too.
~SW
Smith's rule! I was in my 20's in the 80's and all the music rocked and was danceable too!! I went to concert like The Cure and U2- I will never forget those days...
Hey Chantal,
the smiths make life worth living! Don't forget to include those wacky dress/skirt all-in-one numbers that have the huge elastic band thing at the base. I was wearing mine, well, the one with purple lightning stikes thru it, in line to get a needle in grade three when Tanya Murrel puked on me! ah, the memories!
-- Janice
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I think this blog is MUNCHalicious (not good). There is a total lack of anything remotely related to "the Nord" and compulsive eating (i.e. inhaling the contents of a 4 L tub of Safeway arsenic-laden Neopolitan ice cream).
Also, there is no mention of Dave Babych. Isn't he one of the more influential names in the 1980's?
How soon IS now?
TylerCaddellTylerCaddellTylerCaddell . . .
a.k.a. the Jolly Rancher
HAYLEY!!!
I MISS YOU--I'll see you this weekend, though!
p.s. I promise to write something about Mrs. Munch and Mrs. Seaman soon. I will also mention our frequent longing for rubber pants in grade seven...and, of course, our heart-throbbed quest for Andy and/or Gordon.
Your Tyler Caddell ass toupee dream is worth mentioning...oh, and Dr. Huston! I could write a whole blog about him...esp, the time he just stood in the corner of our physics class and assumed a catatonic pose while we (the entire class) proceeded to throw spit balls at him...sigh, maybe i have a soft spot for him...poor guy.
Mrs. Harrison though: she was scary. The "Bug Eyed" math teacher who deterred me from calculus altogether...
AND THE NORD.
And the ice cream eating contest...which, mysteriously, my five year old brother won.
HE had strawberry though--it was probably non-caloric.
Ok, More Later!
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