Recently I learned that Thurston Moore of Sonic Youth fame will be teaching for the Summer Writing Program. My Summer Writing Program! How cool is that? I will meet a legend, someone I grew up admiring, and who I still admire. Which is odd in itself.
Many of my childhood heroes became tarnished, forgotten, lost to adult sensibilities. Because, really, how lame is John Travolta outside of Grease? Or Cyndi
Lauper? Sure, I like her music, the old stuff at least, but I'm not that crazy-haired, rubber band wearing teen filled with angst anymore. This girl wants to have fun, sure, but I also like going to bed by midnight during the work week, and the occasional prune juice martini (kidding...I'm usually in bed by 10).
So thank you Gods of Childhood Heroes for giving me Sonic Youth, and a chance to meet Thurston Moore. It's really more than I could ask, but in case you're still granting wishes, I wouldn't mind hanging out with Lou Reed. I'm just saying...