Why I want to meet Cat Stevens
I want to sing “Moonshadow” to my babies someday.
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meeting 40 people,doing 31 things,
going 6 places
What omgamoebadance has done in 2008
Recent stories by and about omgamoebadance
A story about Rivers Cuomo
I have loved this man since I saw the video for “Buddy Holly” on my Windows 93 extras disc. That’s devotion. Since the tender age of 6, I have cursed the fact that I am not half-Japanese.
Why I want to meet Michael Jackson
Um, duh, Thriller. Billie Jean. Beat It. Puh-lease, what a genius!
A story about Teen Girl Squad
I really do know the Teen Girl Squad. They went to my high school.
http://www.homestarrunner.com/sbemail53.html
The e-mail above was sent by Brittany, whoever that is, and reqested that StrongBad make a comic about her friends Virginia, Joy, Kristen, and Jennifer.
I’m going to be a really crappy person and give you their facebook links, just in case you feel like adding the real live Teen Girl Squad.
Virginia is Virginia Quarles.
Joy is Joy Phillips.
I think Kristen is Kristen Pannell, but I didn’t know her very well so it could be some other Kristen.
Jennifer is Jennifer Skates.
You don’t have to believe me, but they all went to my high school. I’m not really close to any of them except for Jennifer, who has been a good friend of mine since my first year at South High School.
In the picture featured, Jennifer (“The Ugly One”) is on the far left and I am on the far right.
A story about Joanna Newsom
I saw her in concert. Front row. Like 8 feet from her. However, she’s quite antisocial and I didn’t get to meet her. She’s totally gorgeous and delicate and I just want to have a conversation with her.
How I met Chris Thile
I was in 8th grade, and totally in love with Nickel Creek. I went to the Blue Plum Festival in Johnson City, Tennessee, purchased a shirt, and walked down the street with my parents. I saw Chris walking out of a shop and was totally starstruck, which is amusing, as Nickel Creek wasn’t really huge at the time. Either way, I approached him, never saying anything but a feeble, “Will you be in a picture?” My parents blew the picture up into poster size. I was such a huge nerd.
Why I want to meet John Travolta
Grease. Pulp Fiction. The Boy in the Plastic Bubble. The man is a life-changer. I’ve had a crush on him since I was 3 years old. That cleft chin, those dance moves, that strange lilt in his voice: The man, quite frankly, drives me wild.
