'the thought of you still makes me crazy'

le plus de choses change, le plus ils restent le même.

wow.

tooling about the house on one of the first (and hopefully not only) free, vacationy vacation days i will have this summer, with VH-1 on in the other room, i found myself being pulled toward the television as if wrenched out of my seat by a tractor beam.

it was the brand new, new kids on the block video.  now, perez had it linked a couple weeks ago, and i checked it out then.  there were some buffering issues but listening to it, it was decent for what it is - a laid-back, frothy confection of well-crafted pop song.  it is what it is, y'all.

but what amazed me is the pull that this group has some weird tug of my heartstrings - and drawstring.  donnie wahlberg still makes my mouth water, and seeing nkotb back in their "whoa, oh," arm-swinging, same-outiftted glory, still makes me weak in the knees.   the days of my first concert at RFK stadium, of the slick posters covering my bedroom walls, of  my very first sex dream, starring jordan knight (in hindsight it 's suprising that jordan and not donnie filled my first R-rated nightime fantasy).

i wonder if there's a direct correlation between that last particular event and my knock-kneed, butterflies- bellow-the-belt response to seeing the boys from boston on tv today.  while admittedly a little embarrassing to admit that nkotb can still provoke this type of response in me, it actually seems a little more appropriate and less potentially pervvy twenty years after the fact.   at their initial peak of popularity, 19 year one old donnie was eliciting randy, sticky responses from my 11 year old self that i'm not sure i even fully understood.