DAY 310: This is a new revelation to me…I’ve always known that I liked Kevin Bacon, I mean Footloose anyone? And after watching that oh, 1,000 times throughout childhood, how could I NOT be in love with Ren, the city boy who brings music and dance into the little conservative, scared county town and in the process saves the Preacher’s daughter (who I've always hated...jealousy I suppose) from an abusive, jerk of a boyfriend and a life of rebellion…rebellion the wrong way of course, because Ren rebelled, he played his Men at Work and danced in the warehouse, BUT he used the Bible to explain that they leaped and danced before the Lord, so…it was all okay. Okay…sorry…can you tell I LOVE Footloose. And to think, my boyfriend has never had the pleasure of viewing this classic. Tisk tisk. Optimistic spin: I own it on DVD – double pack Footloose and Flashdance…he will be watching them both. Speaking of Footloose - how does everyone feel about the Zac Efron edition that is rumored to be in the making??
Anyway, recently, on Saturday afternoon to be exact, I caught Tremors on the television and I realized I freakin’ LOVE Kevin Bacon. I mean, why else would I be glued to the tv unable to move to retrieve myself food or water or do one of the 20 things I had to accomplish that afternoon – it wasn't for Michael Gross (aka Mr. Keaton) – no, it was because I LOVE KEVIN BACON! (Cue bright lights and the choir music ahhhhhhh) I felt like a had seen God and he had told me my purpose in life. So I turn to my boyfriend as say, I love Kevin Bacon, don’t you? I don’t realize this is wrong until he looks at me as if I have a penis growing out of my forehead. Optimistic spin: I didn’t have a penis growing out of my forehead…he just thought it was a very random, but funny comment. Phew!
I don’t know why I felt the need to share this with the world, but if feels good to say it – to say it loud and say it proud. I love Kevin Bacon!!! Optimistic spin: I don’t love Gary Busey and I didn’t pay $4000 for a bacon bust of Kevin Bacon, but I will be naming my first pooch Kevin Bacon...don't try to steal it, that's just tacky.
Just in case you were curious and TOO lazy to click on the link, here's the bits of Kevin Bacon :) (too bad it looks more like Conan O'Brien than Kevin Bacon...however, I am a big fan of the Cone-meister as well...)
Remember dancing to Footloose on the couch and coffee table at your apt. Freshman year - I think that was our moment of bonding!
ReplyDeleteAhhh - the old times. It was either Footloose OR WWF Wrestling in my old apartment that bonded us forever :)
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