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you just put your pickle on everybody's plate, college boy, and leave the hard stuff for me
2007-05-07 : 2:33 pm

WOO-HOO AND WE'RE BACK! I have to say, working for a software development company I am not pissed off that I haven't been able to update since last Wednesday, in fact I actually feel really bad for the DLand dudes. Nothing sucks more than knowing there's something severely wrong with your server and the majority of your clients are totally non-functional and you just can't fix it fast enough.

I, for one, am simply glad things are back on track, and will happily proceed as if nothing had happened.

Now for the entry I wrote last Wednesday.

Thursday, 5/3/07

Last night I was in a sold out movie theater, full of other women in their late 20's, just like me. There were maybe 4 men in the entire room. We had each paid $10 to be there, and had bought our tickets at least 3 weeks in advance. The lights went down, a hush fell, all we could hear were the beginning drum beats of The Ronnettes "Be My Baby."

Doom. Doom doom CH!
Doom. Doom doom CH!

An excited energy enveloped the theater as the slow moving black and white images of several Dirty Dancers filled the screen.

It was the 20th anniversary of the hit independent film Dirty Dancing, which was celebrated by a two night only screening of the film in select theaters around the country, and an entire army could not have stopped me from being there.

It was a room filled with people who could recite this movie as I can, who had seen it so many times every single frame was permanently burned into their memories, as it is in mine. These were the true fans. Yes, folks, the true Dirty Dancing Fans. (this is obviously serious stuff) We weren't just a group of people who've seen the movie once or twice, we were people who had experienced it, grown up with it, learned about sex (and all possible ramifications thereof) from it. Well, that and "Forever" by Judy Blume...

Every time Neil (her little management boyfriend) came on the screen his mere presence elicited laughter. When Baby's hand slipped over Johnny's butt the audience reacted like it was the most scandalous thing they'd ever seen. Can you even imagine the reactions in that first staff dancing scene? I carried a watermelon? People called out to the screen during the show, but carefully, tenderly, not enough to actually disrupt this once in a lifetime treat in any way. I loved seeing Emily Gilmore ask what she was doing wrong, and then the dude from Law & Order tell his daughter "If your mother ever leaves me it'll be for Arnold Palmer."

One of the best moments, of course, was the screaming that burst forth from the audience the second Johnnie said "Nobody puts Baby in the corner." Not to mention when Dr. Houseman told Johnny that he knew it wasn't him who got Penny in trouble. My favorite, however, as always, was when they finally did the lift. I literally cry every time I see that. It's like a Pavlovian response for me.

Sigh... a night that will go down in history.