Blast From The [distant] Past...

When I looooooooooooook intooooooooooo your light blue eyyyyyyyyyyyyyes"
~BSB

Ok, so it's not that distant. But it is when you're only 21. I recently came across an article online about Brian Littrell, the former member of the Backstreet Boys who was always my favorite and may or may not have played a role in my decision to go to college in ATL. He's making music now as a solo Christian artist, he hosted the Dove Awards, is still touring, has released at least 3 music videos for his sole solo album (arguably making it successful regardless of sales-- do you know how much a video costs? Not to mention the fact that most Christian artists don't even make them at all).

And there are rumors that the dear old BSBs are in the studio again, preparing their second "reunion" album since their wild success at the turn of the millennium. Minus, of course, dear Kevin, whose Mountain I lived on last summer. No really. How my ex-boss would flip if he heard me refer to it as Kevin's Mountain. Nevertheless, it was the primary reason I took the job. That and the fact that I had heard the snickerdoodles were spectacular.

But the real point of this is that there must be some kind of benefit to becoming rapidly worldwide famous at the age of 17. Because this guy doesn't look a day older today than he did when their record-breaking success Millennium was released in May of 1999. [Is it weird that I remembered that?]
Here, see for yourself:



Now you tell me how old that guy looks. Or maybe the fact that I don't think he looks old is simply a sign that I too am getting old.

On an unrelated sidenote, I've always thought the pastor of the church I go to in Atlanta looks like an older version of Brian Littrell. Check him out:

The weird part of that is that Brian (the Backstreet Boy) lives next to Louie (the pastor).

Which has always made me want to go visit him at home, just to see. Can you imagine living next door to a Backstreet Boy? Knowing that if you ran out of milk, that is who you would have to go borrow it from? Wow.

In other former crush news, James Marsden is in Hairspray, which in itself is enough to make me want to go sit for hours in the blistering sun at the premiere.

Teenybopping,

B

P.S. As long as we're on the subject of me acting younger than I am, Ratatouille came out last week-ish and I really want to see it, solely because it is set in France. I can't tell any of my hipster friends that I want to see it, so I'm thinking of going alone. I had a friend who really wanted to see Shrek when it came out, so he went on the morning of the day it came out, by himself, to see it at the theatre. Can you imagine being a young mom and running into a 25-year-old guy at the theatre watching Shrek 2 alone? If he can do that, I can totally go see Ratatouille alone... right?