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My sweet friend Curt just informed me via instant message that it is 90210 Day. After a few moments of wondering when the Mayor bestowed our favorite kids from Beverly Hills a key to the city, I realized that it is September 2, 2010. Or 9/02/10.

Of course, this is just the type of cheese I can get behind and whole-heartedly support. And it’s not too late to post something! ( I can’t tell you how many years I’ve forgotten to post “may the fourth be with you” on May 4th.)

It’s time to turn back the clock to 1990. A year when we all ran home from the Thursday night JV volleyball game in order to catch the opening credits of this cool new show on that random station called FOX. Our parents thought it was about a group of high school teenagers struggling with the decision to plagiarize Robert Frost or try out for the baseball team instead of running track.

Little did they know that with the very first fist bump (crack/crack) and the sly smile from Dylan McKay, we were wishing we were on the other end of whatever makes Brandon Walsh pull his circular sunglasses down super slow.

Remember?

It was a time when Donna Martin was still a virgin and before she showed up in season five with major boobs. It was a time before David had an earring and we didn’t think Steve looked like the 30-year-old Bachelor from down the street. Kelly and Brenda were rocking awesome bangs when bangs were about to go out of style. Sadly, Andrea always looked like a 30-year-old, but it was okay. We appreciated that she and Nat brought so much maturity to the Peach Pit.

The light colored denim was worn proudly.  The side burns were worn long.  And floral was worn on any given day with matching hair scrunchy.

And then there was Dylan…

Sure his hair was a little on the high side, but BE STILL MY JAMES DEAN LOVING HEART!

Here’s to you Beverly Hills 90210!  After a quick IMDB.com search, I’m actually surprised that some of us stuck with you for an entire decade.   Not to be done by everyone you know on Facebook, let’s go ahead and share some of our favorite 90210 moments in the comment section.

And just for the record:  TEAM DYLAN!

I’m super excited to see what’s in store for Sterling Cooper Draper Pryce. Set your DVRs because MAD MEN is back on Sunday!

Oh Don.  We know you can’t live without Betty.

Oh Betty.  We know you don’t love that senator guy.

Oh Peggy.  It creeps me out that you’ve seen Duck naked.

Oh Joan.  You are my favorite.

Oh Pete.  Don’t be so smarmy this season to your wife.  We love Trudy!

Oh Roger.  Here’s hoping your young new bride is over the fact that JFK is dead.

Not only is the werewolf literally hotter than Edward (from a blood perspective), the feedback from the majority of audience members during the 7:30 showing of Eclipse at my local multiplex last night was inexplicably TEAM JACOB.  For every 20 Jacob t-shirts, sweat shirts and homemade water bottles (what?), there was only one Edward representation.

Let’s put the evidence of said paraphernalia aside for a moment and examine the REAL facts…audience reactions during the film.

1.  The scene opens with Edward and Bella in their special meadow.  There was no woo-hooing for Edward.

2.  The first time Jacob enters the picture, we see him waaay in the distance near his motorcycle.  A murmur spread across the audience.  We knew we were about to see him.  And then the camera gets a close up as he walks with determination up to Bella.  The tweens went WILD!  And when I say tweens, I mean the 30-somethings because I was whistling like I was a construction worker on a busy street next to a modeling agency.

3.  The first time Jacob is shirtless was epic.  I pulled out my vuvuzela horn and started chanting with the entire stadium.  The buzz died down long enough for Edward to deliver his line, “Doesn’t he ever wear a shirt?”

Here’s hoping NOT!  And the screaming resumed.

4.  Edward bends down on bended knee to to ask Bella for the 50th time if she will be his wife.  Maybe four people in the audience answered yes for her.  The rest of us rolled our eyes.

5.  Charlie comes out of the house to step between Edward and Jake asking, “What’s the problem guys?”  Jake slowly and meticulously answers, “I kissed Bella.  And she punched me.  And broke her hand.”  Charlie grins.  Audience cheers.

6.  Jacob enters the tent where Bella is freezing to death.  He convinces Edward to let him wiggle in Bella’s sleeping bag because he’s hotter than him (Amen) and then tells Edward this process would speed up if Bella had her clothes off.

Hey.  Survival 101 baby!

7.  Jacob tricks Bella into shouting, “KISS ME” before he runs off to battle.  He whips around, storms up to her, grabs her face, looks hard and then gently kisses her for a good 30 seconds.  There were high fives, blatant requests to REWIND THAT PART and girls fainting in the aisles.

I think we are experiencing a shift in power my dear readers.  The Wolf Pack is on the rise.  And I am declaring myself the unofficial Houston Pack President.  Team Jacob.  Who’s with me?

This morning on my way in to work, I tuned in to Houston’s local Lite FM station.

No judging.  They have a pop trivia game every morning and I like to play along.

As I waited patiently for the DJs, the morning drive song had me jamming in my car.  It was “Dirty Diana” by Michael Jackson.

As I was power belting the chorus it occurred to me that 8:05 is awfully early in the morning to be playing such saucy music.  And on Lite FM too!  I felt like I was drinking before noon in my bathrobe and all the neighbors were watching.

Maria and Brad soon informed me that 96.5 would be playing tribute music to Michael Jackson all day.

Has it really been a year since his death?  Since I wrote this post about my favorite Michael Jackson memories?

Time is flying fast readers.  Enjoy every minute.  He will live on forever if Hollywood continues to include him in masterpieces such as these.

Again.  No judging. You know you love Cooper Neilsen. Just admit it.