I’m watching the Fleet Foxes on SNL right now. They’re performing Blue Ridge Mountain and it sounds FANTASTIC!!! I’m very proud of them. I first heard them live so I knew they were good, but they sound tonight.
YEAH FLEET FOXES
ps Blue Ridge Mountain made it to my top ten of 2008 list. I think if I had to put my list in order that would be first. I love when they get all riled up about half way through the song.
There is a new AMAZING show on VH1 called: Confessions of a Teen Idol.
I accidental stumbled upon it the other and WOW. VH1 has done it again. I just love their ridiculous programming. You really can’t get better than Brett Michaels in his bandannas deciding which stripper he’ll give his heart to. But then he’s not sure if he can fall for a stripper again since “a dancer” as he calls it, broke his heart once and that’s what inspired Every Rose Has it’s Thorn. They just have this knack for finding people who are willing to take themselves way too seriously and exploit that on national tv.
But Confessions of a Teen Idol is hosted by Scott Baio. At the beginning and end of each episode he does this Doogey Howser wrap up about the pit falls of fame and wanting that limelight again. The show is just about former teen idols trying to get themselves back in show business. Check out the cast list:
1)Guy from the Blue Lagoon
2) Guy from TJ Hooker
3) Guy from Fame
4) Jeremy Jackson from Baywatch
5) David Chokochy from Baywatch
6) Eric Neis from Real World New York and The Grind
7) Jamie Walters from Beverly Hill 90210
You might remember him from his hit single “How do you Talk To An Angel.” He was also Donna’s bf, Ray on 90210. Please see the below clip to job your memory
Isnt’ that a really beautiful song about Donna? Ok, here’s what happened on 90210. Ray comes into town with his guitar and flannel shirts and sweeps Donna off her feet. Then he throws her down some stairs, he pushes her against the wall, and he sleeps with Valerie. DRAMA. but he from the wrong side of the tracks. He couldn’t deal with Donna being all spoiled and stuff. It wasn’t his fault!
But now Jamie Walters is a dad and doesn’t necessarily even want to be in the public eye. He’s happy just being a dude and hanging with his kids. However, during one of their group therapy sessions they helped him realize how happy he would be doing what he loved the most – music.
cue How do you talk to an angel
If you’re like me, you immediately went to your itunes and tried to find this song so you could listen to it while you did your billing or planning. But OH NOOOOO IT’S NOT ON ITUNES AND IT’S NOT UNDER JAMIE WALTERS. In order to find this song for download, you need to go to Amazon.com and look under the band The Heights. The Heights was a 90210 spin off that lasted for 12 episodes according to IMDB. I think I had that song on cassette as a little girl. I dubbed it off the radio and would listen to it before bed.
Man, I love Jamie Walters.
more Jamie Eye Candy
As you may have previously noticed. Part of my life goal is to own a dog. Specifically a Newfoundland. This weekend I thought of the perfect name for my not-yet-owned dog.
LOUISA MAY ALCOTT
I will only refer to her by all her names. No Louisa or Alcott. She(or he doesn’t really matter to me) will be Louisa May Alcott. Isn’t that the perfect name for a dog sitting in my book store?
Here’s a pic of the first Newfoundland that comes up on Google Images. Can’t you just picture her being named Louisa May Alcott?
ps I don’t think Louisa May Alcott has been used so many times in one blog
pps It appears the dog’s actual name is Smoky. That’s lame
I had 2 pen pals growing up: Alexis who is family best friend who we would vacation together in Summer. She lived in Portland and I lived all the way in Shelbyville, IN. Alexis was a fun pen pal because she had the COOLEST stationary. It was Lisa Frank or Hello Kitty or something really fun. Only on special occassions would I get Lisa Frank stationary. I always had a complex about my stationary complex.
My other pen pal was Aunt B. She lived a hour.5 away so clearly the best option for me was to write her letters. Today she sent me an email. Aunt B found the following piece of correspondence from an 8 year old me.
Here’s the translation for my beautiful handwriting:
Dear Aunt B,
Hi! I’m cleaning everything and looking at some old letters, they are funny! Dad’s planning a new attack, so beware. In one of the letters you like..????. For Dad’s Day I made Dad a card at a card machine. It says: For all those times I got into trouble I have one thing to say for my self Adam and Carrie Framed Me! Love, Bess
I always assumed that I was a good writer as a young child. Apparently not. But I did have some pretty amazing Lisa Frank stationary.
I told you 2009 would be the year I blogged more.
Yesterday was Elvis’s birthday. You may not know this about me but I actually really like Elvis. I even made Mom and Dad take me to Graceland 2 Januaries ago when we had a layover in Memphis. We were only in Memphis for maybe 4 hours but we had time for the ENTIRE Graceland tour and some bbq.
In honor of Elvis’s yesterday birthday, here is photo of me admiring him in Graceland.
He was at one point on my top 10 list (young Elvis about the time he was in war). My infatuation has to do with my love for the TV movie Elvis and Me. The movie is all about Priscilla’s relationship with Elvis. As a young girl it was very inspriational to see that as an adoring fan I too could get the most famous musician to fall in love with me. I used to watch the movie with Carrie. She loved it and I loved anything that she or Adam loved because I wanted to be cool so desperately.
Elvis and me is awesome. I tried to find a clip on youtube but I could only find some lame fan videos.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELVIS
Isn’t he the cutest thing you’ve ever seen?
The answer would be YES. This is my 1 month old nephew, Brody. He’s quite precious and very advanced. He’s already learned to roll over on his own (or so Carrie tells me. I’ve never witnessed it myself so I’m a bit skeptical). You can see in the photo that he’s thinking and learning.
His only problem is that my silly sister keeps dressing him up like a 90 year old golfer. I have since nicknamed him Bagger (after lame Matt Damon, golfing movie Bagger Vance). She always puts these stupid hats and stuff on him and bow ties. He will forever love me because on Christmas Eve I immediately removed his red plaid bow tie from his neck. When I did, he looked up at me and said, “Thank you Aunt Best – you truly are a person who understands the needs of others.” I told you he was advanced.
I have bought him some very cute soy onesies so he will be environmentally conscious when he grows up. Aunt Bess has a lot to teach
I have two major goals in life I want to achieve.
1) I want to become Tina Fey
2) I want to open and run a successful bookstore on Mass Ave in Indy
I think these are both lofty but achievable goals. I’ll start with goal #1.
TINA FEY
She’s so pretty and funny and smart and normal. I watch 30 Rock and think, wow I’m all the sad parts of Liz Lemon without the awesome job and work ethic. I admire how she is the very successful star and a successful female and a prodominately male dominated industry (feminist rant over). But mainly she’s so cool. I just want to hang out and chat with her. So, Tina, let’s meet up. Have some Mountain Dews together.
Goal #2
I want a bookstore like The Shop Around the Corner in You’ve Got Mail.
I know I’m going to cement myself as a girly girl. But I love that movie. It is pure delight. But that’s a side note. Back to my bookstore. I don’t want just a children’s bookstore like Meg Ryan has, but and all type of bookstore named B’s Knees Books. Catchy right? My main goal for the B’s Knees is to be able to sit around read and then talk to people who come in my store about books. I’ll have a Newfoundland puppy who will sit at my feet by the cash register. I’ll have my bike with my basket always out front of the store. Seriously, everyone’s going to love B’s Knees. If there are any potential investors out there, let me know. I’m not so good on my saving my money for the store… but someday…. someday
2009: The Year Bess and Jenn Try New Lunch Spots
2009: The Year I Keep My Cube Clean
2009: The Year I Blog More Frequently
2009: THE YEAR OF BESS (and also the year of the rat)
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