Radio commentary

"Wild Thing" by Tone Loc came on the radio tonight. When you actually listen to the lyrics critically, the last verse makes no sense: the first three verses are seemingly meant to demonstrate that he has no trouble getting laid, but in the last he's propositioned by a prostitute. Why is this necessary?  I mean, was it just to shock people?  I don't get it. Anyway, right after that "Close Your Eyes Forever" came on. (Yes, I still know the words.) This got me thinking that I had never gotten around to watching The Runaways. I am moderately interested in the topic, so I think I can get past Kristen Stewart's involvement. How the hell is she famous?! She is a truly horrible actress (unless you're a fan of the "something smells bad" school of acting), and her face is not pretty to me. I just don't get it. 

In other radio news, I heard Pat Benatar's "Heartbreaker" twice in an hour, on two different radio stations. It must be fairly inexpensive to license. Not that I'm complaining. 

Today was another recuperative day. As predicted, the Bollywood class took a lot out of me. After we performed last session's choreo, I really needed a nap!  But here I was before I got all sweaty:  

Note to self: the flash is your friend! Does this look like a fancy Instagram filter? I call it "Nighttime at the Lake Lynn Community Center". I am sporting my former favorite T-shirt, which I got for two bucks at Target but has recently acquired bleach stains so is now relegated to workout wear. I'm also wearing my shearling-esque Mom Fleece. I call it that because when I bought it, I remarked that it looked like something my mother would wear (she is always wearing white cardigans, in various states of rattiness depending on their age). Indeed, when she saw it she immediately asked where I got it. (Costco. Yes, I have become a person who occasionally wears clothing from Costco. Almost all of Mark's work shirts are from there, and they carry cute toddler clothes--mostly Carter's--but the choices for women are definitely of the middle-aged white lady variety. I don't want to lose all my mostly-imaginary indie cred just yet!) I had planned to buy her one for Christmas--we live far enough away to avoid the embarrassment of matching (omigod)--but they sold out before I could get it. I'll keep my eye out for something similar in the fall. It is very thick and warm, and surprisingly easy to keep clean. Maybe when I finally find/design the perfect Aran cardigan pattern, I can give mine to her.