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OH BOY, RAVE ON!

My dad put on The Buddy Holly Story. Did you know I was a Buddy Holly fan? Still am, I suppose. But yeah, that was mostly because of being friends with Kori in sixth grade and so on. But you know, that shit sticks. Probably led to the conflicted heart-on I have now for the 1950s.

The funny thing is that Gary Busey doesn't actually suck as Buddy... it's just HIS TEETH. Oh good lord, those teeth.

I never mentioned, but Rachel and I watched some bits and pieces of that James Dean biopic that TNT made. We were pretty much slain by the scene in which Rogers Brackett approaches Dean while he's at the bar with Marty and, uh, invites him to a party. When he leaves, Marty informs Jimmy that the guy is "a fagola." FAY-GO-LAH. This is an excellent word, but the guy who played Marty was really too goyische. [ETA: and forgive me, for I am also goyische, and it really should be "faygaleh", so says kleenexwoman] :/ STILL, okay.



HAY, ur supposed to be my boyfriend! >:[



See? :D Faygalehs.

LOL biopics.