Individually Collective Blogging: First Crush

My good friend Christina and I have been participating in NaNoWriMo together for two years now.  Next year, we were contemplating choosing a storyline and characters and each writing our novel using the agreed upon plot and setting.  I’m not sure how this is going to work out, but it sounds rather interesting.  I was also recently inspired by my Twitter-bud, @melissaoyler and her friend who are choosing a random topic and then each blogging about it.  Christina and I thought this would be an awesome way to test out our ability to write individually on a collective topic.

I’ve got my spine, I’ve got my orange crush…

Our first individually collective blog will be on “first crush.”  Melissa and her BFF did first kiss.  We declined to follow directly in their footsteps for two very good reasons.  #1, I do not remember my first kiss.  It must have been particularly traumatic or just horrifically un-noted for me to have blocked it from my memory — especially since I can remember back before I was able to verbally communicate with people around me.  #2, Christina’s first kiss was not something she particularly wants to remember — yucky guy.

(First I would like to admit that I know that the heading above has nothing to do with the subject.  I’m completely aware that R.E.M.’s song Orange Crush is not about someone’s love or object of their affection.  I just like the song / band and it happens to have the word crush in it.  There you go.)

The year was 1987 (just one year before the release of R.E.M.’s Green album and the song Orange Crush, though I wouldn’t know that they existed until I was in High School).  I was the tender age of seven.  A very handsome young man by the name of Tom Cruise had just starred in his 8th full length feature film, Top Gun.  My father was an ex-Air Force pilot and despite my mother’s horror allowed me to watch the film on VHS.  In fact, I watched that film on VHS every day after I got home from 1st grade.  My mother swears that the language got worse each time she heard it.  I was not watching an edited version.

My best friend, Michelle, and I fanticized about what it would be like to be fighter jet pilots.  But secretly, I wanted to be Kelly McGillis.  She held Tom’s affection like no other!  Oh, what I wouldn’t have done to have been that chick in the bar when Maverick, Goose, and Ice Man sang You’ve Lost that Lovin’ Feelin’.  *swoon*

We were so in love with Maverick that Ken’s name had been permanently changed to “Maverick” in our little plastic Barbie world.  But, it was the mind of a seven-year-old that would have conjured up the notion that Tom Cruise was hiding in our closets just waiting to whisk us away on that motorcycle, screaming down the runway next to fighter jets.  I think that we honestly believed that if we thought hard enough, we could whip open that door and he’d be standing there singing You’ve Lost that Lovin’ Feelin’.

Yes, when boys had cooties on the playground, I was in love with a real man… Maverick / Tom Cruise.  If I only knew then what I know today about Mr. Cruise.  Too bad I’ve always been a sucker for a pretty face.

  • I love it! If only you knew then about the couch-jumping …

  • I really missed the boat on the Tom Cruise thing! I don’t think I realized he existed until high school, and even then it was tangential to my life! You and Jessica with the Top Gun thing in college… I had no idea it went back so far!

    • I doubt that many people our age had the privilege of being allowed to watch such a racy movie at the tender age of seven. I guess that’s what comes with your father wanting you to be able to experience what it means to go mach 5 with your hair on fire. And Tom Cruise was pretty hot in that movie.

  • Amy

    I loved that movie! I’ve never been a huge Tom Cruise fan. I really think it’s the height thing for me. But I definitely was a big Top Gun fan.

  • For the record, I tried to comment on Christina’s blog but I can’t leave name/URL comments. Christina, I love the yoohoo story and the announcement of your crush! I feel for you even now!

    • Yes, Christina’s blog host (blogger) requires you to
      Have a google username or an OpenID. That’s one of the reasons I abandoned it. I’m trying to get her to switch over to wordpress too. I’ll forward your comments to her!

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  • Lauren

    I remember!!! Halloween, 1993 I think. Party @ Dana’s house. Can’t remember his name tho?

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