Bevan had a thing tonight so Sid and I stayed home by ourselves and worked on a dance routine, which happens to be the same one Britney Spears does in the "Oops I Did It Again" music video but with an extra special focus on the part that Jack teaches Grace on season three, episode one of Will & Grace. After we mastered our lines (I was Jack, Sid was Grace), we decided that the actual dancing part of the dance routine could be dealt with another time and the rest of the evening was spent on the couch watching the best music videos from my childhood: "...Baby One More Time," "Bye Bye Bye," "Larger Than Life," "Lucky" and "Thinking of You (I Drive Myself Crazy)."
Sid asked me how I knew all the words to all the songs and I told her that every girl I went to middle school with, including my eighth grade girlfriend (Hey Megan Goven!), was obsessed with the Backstreet Boys and 'N Sync, like hung pictures in their lockers and celebrated their birthdays obsessed.
"Which one of them did they think was the hottest?" she asked.
"Probably Justin Timberlake." Me.
"The guy in the red sweater from the video where they're all puppets?" Sid.
"Yeah, I can see that."
Watching all those videos was kind of surreal for me. Last time I watched them I had braces and ill-fitting Abercrombie & Fitch t-shirts and a girlfriend. Life is strange like that, I guess. One minute you're on the floor in Kristan Coyne's bedroom watching the countdown on TRL with Matt Smallbone and Ryan Boone before freshman basketball practice and the next you're on a couch in your boyfriend's living room a dozen states away from where you grew up watching fifteen-year-old music videos on something called YouTube and working on dance moves with his eight-year-old daughter.
I'm gonna close my laptop now.