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Memories aka Is it Any Wonder?

So, John Hughes died last week.  That was sad.  He was still pretty young (only 59) and he was one of those people who had an impact on a lot of us.   I was a teenager in the 80s and I distinctly remember sitting in movie theaters watching Sixteen Candles and The Breakfast Club.  Over and over.

And I remember thinking that there was a place, a cool place, in the world for smart girls and other misfits.

Anyway, lots of people have written long John Hughes tributes in the last few days, detailing their favorite movies/favorite characters.  I’m not going to add another lengthy one to the list.  I just wanted to go on record saying that he made being an American teenager in the 1980s a lot more bearable.

Since the news broke, I’ve been on a strange little nostalgia trip, listening to the Psychedelic Furs

and other bands from the 80s.  And the more I listen, the further down that nostalgia path I travel, the more I gotta ask myself – is it any wonder that so many women my age have issues with guys?  I mean, seriously… Most of the musicians I was in love with back then were sexually ambiguous.  I will forever and ever love Morrissey, but who did he think he was fooling, staying officially in the closet until his 40s.

In case you were wondering, I have absolutely no point.  No point at all.  That’s the thing with , they don’t really have a point.


2 to “Memories aka Is it Any Wonder?”

  1. lostplum says:

    that’s usually the best part about memories! (the no point part)

  2. Simone Grant says:

    Yes. That and the great music. I had lots of fun on Youtube :-)