As promised...

So, yeah. Guilty pleasures. I have many. I haven't admitted to most of them here.

Lord knows I wouldn't want to blow that cool cover I have.

Ahahahahahahahahahahaha HA. Yeah. COOL. That's me.

Um.... what was I saying? I probably should have waited until I was finished writing this before choosing a photo. I keep getting distracted for some reason.

Oh. Now I remember. My report on "What I Did Friday Night."

My pal Ellen and I went to see Justin Timberlake in concert. And he did, indeed, bring sexy back. Despite the weird stage set-up (center stage, theatre-in-the-round kind of thing) and seating arrangement (lots of general admission on the floor, and a VIP "dance lounge" closest to the stage), it was a very fun show. Hate all you want, but the boy IS a performer. He can sing. And dance.

Boy can he dance. Oh. My. Goodness. (I'm so glad he's in his mid-20's now, so it makes me look a little less like a dirty old woman than when I used to... uh... admire him when he was younger...). And I am a sucker for men who can dance.

The funniest part of the evening was when I realized a woman I work with -- someone I "supervise," even -- was in the row in front of me! Neither of us knew the other was attending. I felt terrible, like I was cramping her style or something, when she introduced me to her friends as "my boss." Yikes.

Back to JT. It's been funny to watch the evolution of his fan base. Yes, I saw NSync a few times. Okay, several times (c'mon... they were cute and fun and dancy and... just... fun.). And only once was I accompanied by a child. But at least people assumed we were there with young'uns, as there were many, many parents at all those shows. Even on his first solo tour, there were still a fair amount of kids and parents in the crowd.

Friday? I saw no parents. Lots of 20somethings. Some teenagers, but of the older variety. And us, in our 40's. We were definitely the oldest people sitting in our section.

But I'll put my ability to have fun up against some young'uns' any day of the week. It just takes me longer to recover afterwards (especially if the fun happens after a long week of work.). That's what three-day weekends are for!

(Sadly, he did not perform this. I would have wet myself if he had. And special thanks to Savage for calling my attention to this, which is pretty funny. Not as funny as the original, but you fellas will enjoy the cleavage...)