I Love the London Twins and High School

I just finished watching Dazed and Confused (thanks SHR and DMR!). This is a great movie, filled with attractive people getting high and making out. YES! I hate the part when that girl Jodi lures Jason London into the woods to make out and then when he goes to cop a feel is all 'um, don't you have a girlfriend?' and then he's like 'what girlfriend?' and then that's it. End of hook up. WTF? Not to be crass, but if she didn't want him to feel her up, then why did she lure him into the woods in the first place? Women and their mind games! And what woman in her right mind wouldn't want to hook up with a London twin? They're both so dreamy. The fact that Jason London can look totally smoking, despite wearing a purple BLOUSE and white bell bottoms for the bulk of the film, is a testament to his hotness.

Even though they look more or less identical, I do find Jeremy London to be the hotter of the two. Maybe it's because he's the one I fell in love with first on NBC's I'll Fly Away, also starring Sam Waterston, another old favorite of mine, as an Atticus Finchy type character in the deep South. I'm just now remembering that Jeremy London's character loses his virginity to a Jewish girl, which was sort of a big deal because the show took place in 1950's Alabama (I think). What a great, thought provoking show...I'm going to Netflick the fuck out of it!

Anyway, watching Dazed and Confused makes me really nostalgic for high school (My alma mater has its own website, but I find it funny that there's a Wikipedia entry for it. How weird.). Obviously. Spring of my senior year was seriously the best, largely due to the fact that I had mono. My mono experience could not have been more fantastic. I didn't really feel that sick or tired, but I still got to stay home from school for the entire Spring semester. It worked out perfectly because my best friend, Jeff Kessler, was doing a senior project on Native American Indians, so he didn't have to go to school either! He would come over everyday and I would make him watch Swing Kids (I totally have a Bale fetish) with me as we smoked Newport Lights in my TV room. I kept trying to convince him to watch Eight Men Out, but for some reason he just never wanted to. Which was a shame because Eight Men Out is a much better movie than Swing Kids. I'll even go a step further and say that Swing Kids is a terrible movie, but I couldn't stop watching it. At some point, Dazed and Confused was released on video, so we started watching that non-stop instead of Swing Kids.

Eventually, I was able to return to school. At that time, I was told by our Dean of Students, Char Charleton, that I had already amassed enough credits to graduate (never dropping a math, science, history or French, as so many do, really paid off!), so my presence was not required. In fact it was discouraged, as she felt my return would be distracting to the other students. Hmmmm. Regardless, this was a great development for me, as it meant that JK and I were free to stop by school to meet our other friends who actually attended (poor schmucks) for lunch. No ducking down in the front passenger seat required!

Memories.