shag.

the best thing ever just happened.

while flipping through the channels during commercial break #3 of this evening's guilty pleasure, i saw that Shag (the movie) was in its final 10 minutes. gasping for air, i quickly scanned "upcoming times" and found that in a matter of 26 minutes, it's happening again.

full.body.chills.

what can be said about this fine piece of cinema except that i love it and had forgotten just how much until i saw "Pudge" strutting across the dance floor with her love-interest partner who looks WAY younger than i remember him being. like pedophile young. maybe because the last time i saw this, i was probably 15.

phoebe cates. bridget fonda. annabeth gish. that super hot dude that phoebe cates scored on the boat.

it makes me want to go to the beach. it makes me want to LIVE at the beach. it makes me wish i knew how to shag. it makes me think i need to learn how to shag. it makes me want to throw a reckless party at my parent's summer home (if they had a summer home). it makes me want to wear a confederate flag bikini and not think there's anything wrong with that. it makes me want to sit 3 inches from the tv and watch every.single.second.of.it.

which is what i'm about to do. well, after my 11:45pm conference call. yes, i said PM.