Tfer Tuesday

I did not find someone to guest or tandem blog with me today, so instead I'm going to be commenting on a blog I read.  Dawn over at Through the Looking Glass blogged about her Gleekiness.  She posts photos of her muses on her blog as well, yesterday being totally super hot picture of Matthew Morrison.

People that know me, know I love musicals.  Hair is my ultimate favorite movie.  I've seen it a million times and can sing every song by heart.  I've been known to put on the soundtrack and belt it out, even the songs that didn't make it to the movie.  Loves: Evita, Jesus Christ Superstar, Cabaret, West Side Story, All That Jazz, and of course, Grease.  I could name more, but these are the faves.

So here's the kicker, as this girl who has loved musicals since she busted out of the womb...wait for it...I've never watched an episode of Glee.  Ever.  Why?  Honestly, I have no idea.  I keep saying I want to, but I don't.  Maybe it's just that I'm short on time these days.  Maybe it's because I hate being a slave to the television.  Maybe it's because I seriously need to get some writing done, taken on a side job, outside my real job, soccer season still in full swing.  Who knows?

So, my goal for the week is to 1) see if season one is on Netflix instant watch 2) If it's not see if they have full epidodes on the net.  But someone will need to tell me what channel it's on, because I don't even know that.

Megan more-than-likely-future-Gleeker Bostic

The four songs that define the last four decades for me.

# 4, the 1970's.

This was a hard decision. It's not just that there are so many songs, but so many different types of music, rock, disco, and the Grease soundtrack. BUT, I think I'm going to have to go with Stairway to Heaven by Led Zeppelin. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=81eSIwsLcWg

This was by far, one of the most popular songs of the decade, at least where I come from. This is the song everyone sang, the first song everyone learned to play on the guitar, the slow song everyone danced to. This song epitomized the feel of the 70's, for me at least.

It was the time of muscle shirts and feathered hair, bell bottoms and platform shoes.

We played baseball in the street and hung out at the roller rink.

There were jocks, car guys, metalheads, space cadets, and burn outs.

Levi's were lame. We would only wear Lawman, Sticky Fingers, and San Francisco's.

The family would sit around and watch MASH, Happy Days, and Three's Company.

In the theater I watched Star Wars, Superman, and my favorite movie at the time, Grease.

I crushed on Scott Baio, Matt Dillon, and John Travolta.

I read Where the Red Fern Grows, Where the Sidewalk Ends, and anything written by Judy Blume.

In 1979 I was ten years old.

Thanks for reading.

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Megan