Ealain

Posted in reference to The Common People’s Tribute To The Spice Girls

The Spice Girls’s debut song Wannabe was the first non-country song I ever liked. Talk about changing a life forever. Amanda made it sound like us Spice Girls fans try to hide our love in a post-spice world (or post their hey-day), but we don’t. We just don’t have any other reason to post our somewhat embarassing past adventures/goings-on. But, for Amanda, I will.

In the name of Spice, I:

• memorized the lyrics to every song, listening to them so much that I could differentiate between girls, imitating the voices of each one;
• sang the words to every song, not realizing that many of the lyrics I was singing had adult meanings that I did not yet understand. I now understand my mom’s wide eyes and her probing questions that were attempting to gauge the level of my understanding–or lack thereof;*
• tried to wear platform sneakers, though they tended to make my feet fall sideways, threatening to break my ankles;
• watched Spice World so many times that I unconciously developed a British accent and subsequently (when told by my mom) got extremely excited and honored to have the accent of the Girls;
• called the radio station a few times to request Spice Girls songs–while using my British accent;** and
• can still, ten years later, hear their songs and sing along word for word and watch their movie and quote scenes word for word.

A little scared? If only you knew about my Backstreet obsession…

*What mother wouldn’t flinch as her 10 year old sang “tonight is the night when two become one”
**It probably wasn’t even close to an accurate British accent.

I LOVED POTC3!

Me and Josh went to see it yesterday and for about thirty minutes afterwards we were debating on what would happen in number four.

(6 days til my birthday!)

I work in a bookstore. On Sunday mornings, we get very few customers because most of them are in church. Yesterday was Mother’s Day. It was even more slow than usual. The MOD, A, was giving everyone their jobs (For some reason, F, the main manager had created the schedule so that we had six people opening when we would have done fine with three. In an effort to even it out, since F had scheduled only two people closing that night ( >.< ), C moved E to closing bookside. Likewise, I had to open cafe since E wouldn't be there in the morning and all of the others are new people who don't know cafe yet). So, A gave everyone else their jobs but said to me: "Stand in the cafe and look pretty" most likely because the shipment for the cooking section was done and, thus, I couldn't do anything and still keep the cafe within eyesight.

Luckily, I have my new phone that I can get online with. For about an hour I circled between the moderation of Skyefairy, Ealain, and my email. After a while I went to the office, got a sheet of paper, grabbed one of the Entertainment Weekly magazines from the rack in the cafe and did a quick pen & ink. Only 25 minutes, which is way cool for me. (I'm a perfectionist and for a full drawing 8.5x11, I usually spend 4-6 hours).

So I succumbed to doing what everyone is doing and went to see Spiderman 3 yesterday. Suprisingly I could follow what was going on being that I never saw 2 and didn’t remember much of 1. I went with my boyfriend and his dad (me and Josh have been together three years so me and his dad are working on getting to know each other; he’s pretty cool.)

As you would expect, the theatre was packed and on the side of me was this big group of black teenagers. Personally, I’m not racist (my Mom wasn’t and she raised me that way) but I was raised in the south and my dad is highly racist. When I would make a new friend in school, the first thing my Gramma would ask is “are they black?” So, while I don’t feel that black people are any different, I sometimes feel a little weird at first because of some of my family’s thoughts ingrained in me. I’m not proud of it. Before the movie started the guy on my left started a conversation with Pops (Josh’s dad) so I was in the middle. (As a sidenote, his dad used to be a bodybuilder so he’s HUGE so he sat in the middle because there was a group of little girls on the other side and he didn’t want to knock them in their face or anything). So Pops and this guy were chatting about Stan Lee and their favorite characters and the next Marvel movies and all that.

As we watched the movie, I noticed that everyone was having fun with it. It wasn’t this silent theatre with a few laughs like usual. There was noise but not in an annoying way. There was this one part where Peter’s landlord (who lived in the apartment next to him) was consoling him about him and MJ. It was a very serious scene. The landlord said (in his thick accent): “You good man. She good woman” and someone in the left of the theatre said (mimicking the accent): “Let’s make babies” and everyone in the theatre burst out laughing which was so funny in itself because the scene was so serious.

Personally, I didn’t see the point in Emo Spidey’s dancing scenes. Why was he walking down the road dancing. And the pelvic thrusts? It really DID show the cockiness and the expansion of Peter’s bad traits but at the same time, they could have shown it in a more believable way. I did like the hair flip though. Funnily, when Emo Spidey got all angry and violent, the guy next to me said “Spidey’s going Gangsta!” which I thought was funny because everyone was commenting on the fact of his emo-ness.

And, on the subject of his looks, I’m not too attacted to nerdy Peter but I do like both plain Spidey (when he’s not acting nerdy) and Emo Spidey (looks, not personality).

But, back to the point of this post, I loved that the audience was interacting more. It made the movie more interesting. When me and Josh were saying goodnight I kissed him and told him I loved him. He whispered in my ear: “I good man. You good woman” and then looked at me suggestively.