Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Happy Birthday, Bateman.

Ever since I turned eighteen, I've been searching high and low for a good reason to not dread my birthday. Besides the obvious aging factor, I also hate the thought of forcing my dear friends to come out to somewhere that they probably don't want to go, and make them buy me drinks just because I was born. I'm positive that it's one of the main reasons that most of my friends dislike me more and more as the years go by.
I've spent year after year counting up to the day, and begrudgingly reading through the birthday cards and eating cake and downing fifteen shots and going home and feeling like a total dick. However, things changed a lot when I got an e-mail last year..... The title was: "What happened the day you were born?".

The first interesting fact that I learned is that Hall & Oates were, quite obviously, tearing up the charts in the second week of January with their hot new single, 'I Can't Go For That (No Can Do)'. Sweet Jesus, do I ever love that song. I also learned that cowboy boots and legwarmers were hot-ticket items.
I got to the part where it told me the famous people that shared my birthday. Obie Trice, LL Cool J, Slick Rick.... Off to a good start, but there was one name that caught my eye, and changed my views on birthdays forever.
...As it turns out, I share a birthday with the most top-shelf 80's teen heartthrob ever, Jason Bateman (I think he's like 47 or 57 now, but still....). Perhaps this would explain all of those awkward pre-pre-teen years that I spent wishing for a rad dude with fresh hightops and a baseball jacket that knows how to rock a party, just like Bateman was in Teen Wolf Too. Wait... I'm still kinda wishing for that.

Point is, I'm pretty sure that we're going to run into each other someday, and it's probably going to go a little something like this:





~sarah p.

1 comment:

Crysteez said...

It is just as funny online as it would be on paper in my hand.