Hit Me With Your Best Shot

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So our daughter, Hillary, was Seussed out after night two of the middle school musical at Malibu High (Seussical: The Musical). But it was another great performance. And she is finally getting a chance to sleep in this morning.

Our friends, Nathan and Lauren, came last night and had a really good time. We had an especially good time talking to them in the parking lot after the show, in large part swapping stories of star sightings. We’re from small town Arkansas/Mississippi, and they are from small town Tennessee, so we share a common bond in this strange land called Malibu.

Our discussion was prompted because Jody spotted Pat Benatar at the musical last night. Jody is a Pat Benatar fan from way back (claims she got her through some bad relationships in the ’80s) and was pretty pumped about it. Jody noticed that she went backstage during intermission and then was talking to the director after the performance. Hillary was listening to Jody talk about her with Nathan and Lauren in the parking lot and asked who they were talking about. Jody described her, and Hillary said, “Oh, I know her.”

Turns out Pat Benatar is the costume alterations lady for the middle school musical! (She goes by her husband’s name, or we would have noticed it in the program!)

So Jody & I got on YouTube and Wikipedia as soon as we got home and had a little ’80s party. She’s known as the Queen of Rock. She’s a member of the Rock ‘n Roll Hall of Fame and was voted the best female rock vocalist of all time by Billboard magazine. Hers was the second video ever on MTV (right after “Video Killed the Radio Star”). And she’s our little girl’s costume alterations lady.

Turn up the volume and enjoy, Pat (Benatar) Giraldo.

8 Responses to “Hit Me With Your Best Shot”

  1. mrspeacock Says:

    What?!?! I envy. I was listening to the tv while cooking the other night, and some retirement something-or-other ad came on. And guess who the spokesperson was? Pat Benatar!!! I screamed.

  2. mrspeacock Says:

    My brother and I recently had a heated discussion over the words to “Warrior.”

    The correct lyrics would be:
    Shootin’ at the walls of heartache (bang! bang!)

    My brother’s version:
    Shootin’ at the walls of heartache (bay-bay!)

  3. alsturgeon Says:

    Jody almost screamed when she saw her, too, but did an admirable job of controlling herself. I would never have even spotted her.

    Ask Mikey about his being in a British tabloid recently with a coupla stars. 🙂

    And as to Warrior, I would’ve gone with your brother’s interpretation, but it seems the on-line lyrics masters are on your side.

  4. Terry A. Says:

    I thought it was: Shouldn’t hack the walls of Hardee’s, bang bang.

    The warrior clearly was a security guard for Hardee’s. Who was packing heat. To prevent wall hacking.

  5. alsturgeon Says:

    Well, I thought the same as Terry, except I thought is was Harding instead of Hardee’s.

  6. Terry A. Says:

    Harding cops aren’t allowed to pack heat. Or at least they weren’t during my memorable year there in the early 90s.

    How do I know? I will tell you in 16 months, when I can speak more freely without fear of prosecution.

    Hardee’s security team, on the other hand, is armed and dangerous. They also smell like bacon, which I think is a nice perk.

  7. urbino Says:

    I can say I knew the correct lyrics, because back in the day, I had a coworker at [name of fast food establishment redacted] who used to walk around singing that song and firing her finger pistols.

    If I’m not mistaken, she went on to become Miss Greene County. Perhaps that was her talent.

  8. Terry A. Says:

    I never knew you worked at Hardee’s.

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