I got a Walkman for my 9th birthday. I also got my first cassette tape.

C & C Music Factory, Gonna Make You Sweat.

One of my most vivid childhood memories is driving to Uncle Basils cabin at some point that summer. I sat on the floor of the Ford Escort, playing with my Wet n’ Wild Barbie and listening to C & C Music Factory on my beloved walkman.

That brings us to today.

I am sitting in my bathrobe, preparing for a Christmas commercial audition. My character is a Mom. A mom who is obviously wicked at shopping. I am listening to C & C Music Factory and group texting with two strangers who sat at my bar last night. She was en route to a ‘closure’ conversation with a guy she dated for a mere 3 months. He was at the other end of the bar, and talking to me about screenwriting. We all ended up talking about her situation, and we gave her some advice, so she left the conversation by giving us her business card.

“Do you need a wingman?” she  asked me. “Cause I sure know I do.”

The gent texted her this morn and included me. But she hasn’t responded yet about what happened last night. The gent and I have come up with all kinds of scenarios, and now we wait with baited breath.

But she hasn’t responded. It’s been 20 minutes. Doesn’t she carry her phone with her? Did her ex-boyfriend kill her in a mad rage? Is her cell phone incompatible with group texting?

Burning questions.

Or maybe this is her way of breaking up with us.

Oh, wait. She just texted. We are still together.




About roxymoss

This blog is a spot to collect some writing and snaps and drawings! I love classic Days of our Lives, riding my bicycle and 'liking' things on Facebook when I have had too much to drink. xo roxy moss
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