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Saturday, September 08, 2007

Childhood crush

Bored a few nights ago, I flipped through the channels in the hopes of finding a movie worth watching. I landed on Take the Lead, a teen dance movie starring Antonio Banderas that I had never heard of before. I wouldn’t call it worth watching, but I’m willing to sacrifice my high standards.

While the plot and characters were predictable, I was most entertained by an actor who played one of the misfits who, after some resistance, dedicated himself to learning ballroom dance. The actor, Dante Basco, had a gravely voice, dark hair and face that took me back to my childhood, to watching the movie Hook over and over again, to chanting the cheer “Ruf-E-OOOOoooooo!” along with The Lost Boys on the TV screen.

I’d had a HUGE crush on Rufio. The boy who had taken over leading The Lost Boys in Peter Pan’s absence. And this Dante Basco, playing a high school boy, reminded me of him my long forgotten love. But surely Basco couldn’t be my long lost Rufio. After all, I was fairly certain that Rufio was older than I was when I’d subjected my father to rewinding and replaying Hook for me over and over again as a child. As you all know, I’m old, well beyond my years of passing as a high school kid and even farther beyond being in high school.

After the movie ended, I couldn’t set aside my curiosity over Dante Basco and my long-lost Rufio. I went to imdb.

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Turns out my childhood memory can be trusted. Basco did in fact play Rufio in 1991 and just last year he played a teenager in Take the Lead. I was also right about him being older than me as a child, nine years older than me.

I now find myself wondering about the benefits and pains of being able to pass as a teenager half your age.

Dear friends, would you be willing to make a deal with the devil (as Mr. Basco must have done) to maintain such a youthful appearance?

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

My New Man

I won’t visit home this week as I had previously planned. You see, this weekend I fell in love with a guy and I had to help him move in to my place.

I know what you’re saying. Shel, Shel, Shel, you are a feminist. It’s against your many principles to make quick decisions solely based on the needs of a man. But, dear friends, that’s because you haven’t met my new roommate.

His name is Frank. He’s a younger man. Years younger. We met at the Cat Welfare Association. I was chatting up an older gentleman with peppered hair when Frank caught my attention. It was love at first sight.

Now I’d like to introduce him to you. World, meet Frankie. He has quickly become my world.

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Despite the age difference we have a lot in common. He hates baths (I have always preferred showers myself).

My little frankfurter is a voracious reader.

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He likes to cuddle.

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And he gives foot massages.

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I think this is the beginning of a long and lasting relationship.

Title of Cat Lady, here I come.