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Desperate Working Mommas
Your one-stop site for fanatical television snarking, questionable political analysis, occasional attempts to address the parenting issues facing working mothers, and halfhearted promises to stop obsessing about the entertainment industry, already! Oh, not to mention the random bitching and moaning. There's always that.
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
Xanadu Flashbacks!!!

OH WOW. You know that scene in Xanadu, at the Grand Opening of the discotheque, and everyone is full-on disco skating, tight-rope walking, and breakdancing? And that random woman is spinning ten feet above the floor while suspended by a loop around her neck? In sparkly roller skates and sequined short-shorts? I mean, what's THAT about? Did she get hazard pay? Honestly. And everyone in the whole freaking joint is full of Saturday Night Fever? DO you? HUH?!

And then Keira comes in with her hot muse sisters and they launch into the musical equivalent of the movie's coup de grace, with the noble intent of putting to an end this horrific mess of a kick-ass musical, and she is suddenly dressed like a rocker in a slammin' leather leopard print miniskirt and vest, and her hair is freaking wild and her kohl-black eyeliner is sexily and strategically smudged around her eyes, and she breaks into some crazy lyrics like, "I'm really down on love, so save all your smiles! Ooh, I won't be needin' any love for a while! Fool, Fool!", and she shakes the junk in her trunk, and she so ABSOLUTELY rocks it, in a country sort of way?

That was Carrie tonight on American Idol.

If you haven't seen Xanadu, just picture Olivia Newton-John singing "You're The One That I Want" with John Travolta in the final scene of Grease. (Bad Sandy. Very bad Sandy!) Same diff.

Woo-wee! I've got chills, y'all. They're multiplying. Am I looooooosing control? 'Cause the power Constantine's supplying? It's ELECTRIFYING!!

Heh. More tomorrow. Must go to bed...

Cat out.

link | posted by Cat at 9:34 PM


3 Comments:
Blogger Cat commented:

AWESOME. My work here is done.
;)

» 4/12/2005 8:08 PM 
Blogger Cat commented:

Pardon? What was that, Shaun? Sorry, I couldn't have heard you correctly. I mean, it almost sounded as if you said my Greek God Idol was GOOD...
Nah. Couldn't be. My mistake.

» 4/13/2005 4:07 AM 
Blogger Unknown commented:

Great... now I'll have "Greased Lightning" in my head all day. Heh, I 'spose there are worse things, though, huh? :)

» 4/13/2005 7:14 AM 

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