This photo from 10th grade ('80/'81) reminds me of some of things I wanted.
I wanted to talk like Yoda - blame The Empire Strikes Back.
I wanted to be a really fast speed skater - blame Eric Heiden.
I wanted to be the star of a big Broadway musical - blame Evita.
I wanted 12 albums for a dollar - blame the Columbia House Record Club.
I wanted my own Top 40 Radio Countdown show - blame Casey Kasem.
I wanted a Sledge-O-Matic - blame Gallagher.
I wanted Dolly, Jane and Lily to make a sequel - blame '9 to 5'.
I wanted Valerie Bertinelli to be my best friend - blame One Day at a Time.
I wanted to play a serve and volley tennis game - blame John McEnroe.
I wanted canvas sneakers with a blue swoosh - blame Nike.
I wanted to be a Bradford really bad - blame Eight is Enough.
I wanted Willie Aames to be my boyfriend - blame Eight is Enough.
I wanted to live in Funkytown - blame Lipps Inc.
I wanted to attend the Wedding of the Century - blame Charles & Diana.
I wanted my MTV - blame MTV.
I wanted to know who shot J.R. - blame Dallas.
I wanted to spend hours at the arcade - blame Pac-Man.
I wanted to be a funnyman - blame 'Wild and Crazy Guy' Steve Martin.
I'm still waiting for that '9 to 5' sequel, humph.