Good morning! Yesterday I had an odd awakening. I was standing in the middle of a Comic Book store and suddenly it hit me…The Breakfast Club 20-some years later! . Picture if you will, Ally Sheedy and Emilio Estevez 25 years after graduation. They made it through High School and a few years of College together, got married, and popped out a few kiddos. . Now they’re everyday Joe’s, but the odd pairing is still at times…odd. . For instance, Alley decides she wants a Tank Girl comic because she’s possibly having a flashback or mid-life crisis and yearns for a piece of her youth to remind her of who she was. Or maybe it’s that their daughter is into comics now and Alley is looking for a way to bond and create a shared experience. . So off she and The Girl go to the local Comic Book shop. Only thing is, Emilio is also wanting to spend time with the family unit thingy, so he goes too.
That would be how the three of them came to be standing in the Middle of Sidekick Comics while everyone else in the store looks a bit skittish. Why skittish, you ask? Because even though it’s 25 years later, Emilio still carries himself like a darn Jock and looks with amusement on the Anthony Michael Hall’s browsing in the rows. . Ever since hubby and I started dating, I have done my utmost to hide my geekier side for fear of pointing and laughing activity. Or possible knee-jerk reaction, reflex-swirlies. (Ya know, just out of habit.) Thus far I have been successful. . Recently I have little by little been opening the door to my long slumbering Inner-Nerd. The one who may or may not have played D&D and/or Marvel RPG’s. (OK, I TOTALLY did!) The one who hung out with members of the Physic’s Club because I really did think they were cool and Physic’s jokes were hilarious! . Truth is, I blame hubby for this reawakening. HE was the one who started watching The Big Bang Theory. He’s the one who’s been watching King of the Nerds. So this is all HIS fault for releasing the power of The Nerd back into our lives. . What’s frustrating is when you point any of this out to him, he finds it hilarious. His Emilio still takes pleasure in chuckling at Ally and Anthony Michael, OBVIOUSLY forgetting the lessons he learned in Saturday detention. *sigh*
This would be why I’m probably just gonna quietly order my comics books on-line from now on. And hope they arrive in a plain brown wrapper…