Blue Moon
Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Brooke Amanda. She was a happy child, cheeky if you will. One crisp autumn night back in 1987, Brooke’s mother turned to her and said, “There’s a new show premiering tonight that I think you’ll really like. It’s about a detective agency. I’ll even let you stay up past your bedtime to watch it.” Brooke was very excited because she NEVER got to stay up past her bedtime. This must be a really special event. What was the name of the show that would change Brooke’s young life? “Moonlighting.”
Brooke did stay up past her bedtime that night and every Thursday night from then on out. She was absolutely mesmerized by Bruce Willis and Cybill Sheperd as detectives David Addison and Maddie Hayes. Those two had a tumultuous and sexually charged relationship that little Brooke couldn’t get enough of back then. She wanted to BE Maddie Hayes. All she’d have to do was grow up to be a gorgeous blonde who wore fabulous designer dresses all the time. How hard could that be?
Brooke plastered her tiny bedroom with pictures of the two actors and she even wrote a fan letter to Ms. Shepherd, who was gracious enough to send little Brooke an autographed postcard back. Never mind the fact that some bitch at her 9th birthday party stole it from her room and to this day she is bitter about the whole thing; it was still a really nice gesture from such a famous star.
Brooke considered becoming a private detective for a while so she could go on zany capers just like Maddie and David. She also wanted to have a love-hate relationship with a wacky male counterpart that was filled with sexual tension. David and Maddie’s relationship would set the standard for how Brooke wanted her romances to be.
To Brooke’s dismay, once David and Maddie finally consummated their relationship, the show went downhill. The chemistry they once shared was gone and the show, like Brooke, just never recovered. Brooke even remembers having a lengthy/inapporpriate/awkward conversation with her mother about how those two should have never slept together. So boys and girls, the moral of the story is, if you find someone in your life that you can verbally spar with, don’t fuck them. The End.
that’s not a good happy ending.
Hmm, should have read this post first.
Derek- Yeah, I try not to think about it too much or it ruins the whole series for me.
Shawn- Duh
This is a great story you shared; it brought back all kinds of wonderful memories. I came in through your other blog. It turns out that even though I now live in Oregon, I have lived in your neck of the woods for decades.
Just to show how much more mature girls are than boys (at any age), I always used to fantasize about being in control of Gigantor–right up until my sophomore year of college, if I remember correctly.
Rosaria- You can take the girl out of the midwest, but you can’t take the midwest out of the girl.
Dave- Yes, I’m thirty and still waiting for the guys my age to mature