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Sometimes you get little reminders of why the town you live in is lame, and how much cooler it is to live in the larger cities of the world. This morning I got a mail notifying me of what will probably be the most hilarious way to spend this Saturday night. The 1986 Ultimate Jr. High Winter Dance Re-enactment and Ricky Schroeder Appreciation Night. An evening of teased hair, ill-fitting formal wear, and 80’s music…what more could anyone ask for? How about a make-out closet, spiked punch, and a dance contest? Check.

If you’re in the city of angels this weekend, please do go so that I might live vicariously through you. I’d be buying a plane ticket today, were it not for a busy work weekend (and everything else).