A Little Bit Chic And A Little Bit Creepy

Originally, I started this blog post as a list of my ten completely random and totally unrelated thoughts, but then (in a completely random and totally unrelated way, of course) I started thinking about Donny and Marie Osmond.

I got distracted from my random thoughts list (shocker) and did the only logical thing I could possibly do.

I googled Donny and Marie.

And somehow, I accidentally made this happen to my home computer:

Yes, that is a large Diet Coke from McDonald's. I believe in breakfast being the most important meal of the day. That large Diet Coke is a testament to that belief.

And yes, that is Donny and Marie on my desktop.

What? Like that's never happened to you.

Seriously. Haven't you ever accidentally changed your computer's background to a photo of Donny and Marie, but mostly Marie because you somehow cut off Donny's head above the chin?

No?

Really?

Oh. Well, I thought it could happen to anyone.

The more I look at my desktop, the more I kinda like it. My favorite part? The Osmonds are holding their very own Barbie dolls. My sister had those dolls as a kid.

I was so jealous.

The Barbies were based on the Donny and Marie show on TV, which I think proves two things:

1. TV producers may not have known how to generate interest in a show by giving it an intriguing name ('The Donny and Marie Show'? Really?), but they sure knew how to market stuff for kids.
2. The 70s were awesome. Just look at that fashion. I'd give anything to see a man strut around on TV wearing a purple satin jumpsuit with layers of feathery pink thingies on it today. Accented perfectly with a rhinestone belt, of course.

I think my sister was jealous of Marie and that's why she cut off all of Marie's hair with blunt kid scissors. The Barbie Marie, not the real Marie.

That would have been weird.

In any case, a crew cut Marie is currently living in my basement. She's pretty creepy looking and she reminds me of something that should be living in Sid's room in Toy Story, but I digress.

The Donny doll was my favorite. He wore purple socks and had a hole in his plastic hand to hold a little plastic microphone. He was amazing. What's not to love?

And his hair was painted to his head, not in loose strands like Marie's. No matter how jealous my sister got of Donny, she couldn't take it out on his perfectly coiffed locks. That painted on hair totally saved him from ever looking creepy.

Except that I'm rethinking the hole in the hand for a little plastic microphone. That's kinda creepy.

Those Osmond dolls. They're a little bit chic and a little bit creepy. Still, I think I'll leave my desktop with half of Donny and most of Marie. That photo speaks to me.

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