The Way I Are.

Christina told me last night that after re-watching Pee-Wee's Playhouse Christmas Special (1988), she discovered why she feels like a gay man trapped in a young woman's body (culturally speaking, of course). To make her point, she told me to find this video, which features Grace Jones singing "The Little Drummer Boy."



Personally, I blame her parents for letting her watch so many reruns of The Love Boat, but who am I to judge?

We also spent about an hour on YouTube watching old Sesame Street clips. I told her that this video explains why I am who I am:



"What child gets excited about all of those celebrity cameos?" she asked. Clearly, that child was me; I loved Rhea Perlman and Danny DeVito.


An aside: my father still loves "Put Down the Duckie."

And I realized my hatred for a capella stems from these dudes:



UGH HATE.

I have a couple of other favorite Sesame clips, such as this one where Patti Labelle sings "How I Miss My X."



Do you see what they did there?

And finally, I've always wanted to be this little girl's BFF: