new love

i always sort of thought i loved oingo boingo, but after watching forbidden zone this weekend and youtube-ing a whole slew of oingo videos, i now know i do indeed LOVE oingo boingo. specifically, i love the hot nerdiness of early danny elfman. my goodness, that man rocks the red hair and suspenders so brilliantly. if i had known elfman back in the day, i would have thrown myself at him. repeatedly. tiernan and i watched the satan part of forbidden zone a few times today, singing along and watching danny dance. he loved it as much as i do, although i was worried about letting a three year old watch boobies. (he seemed not to notice, though.) it's one of the tamer parts of the film as well, so we could watch it together.

forbidden zone was another movie i heard about through the mystery grapevine, and it was delightful. i made the fisherman watch it with me, expecting him to hate it, but he had as much fun watching it as i did. true, he thought it was bizarro, but he was totally game. this is what i like in a man: being up for anything. want to see a weird movie? sure. want to go some bar we've never been to? okay. want to eat this food you've never had before? why not. want to hang out with people you've never met and might hate? love to. i am not always so open, no matter how hard i try to be. the mood isn't always right, i sometimes want the familiar and cozy as much as the next kid, but for the most part i'd say i'm okay with relinquishing some control and trying something totally new. anyone who says more often than not, "no, i don't want to do your weird thing" isn't a boy who hangs around for very long. amanda, she has some standards.

i like the fisherman. i have this sneaky suspicion i will miss him when he leaves. don't tell anyone, because we all know i'm a bad-ass broad and all that shit.