KIDS INC.

This is kids inc. but my journey doesn't start there..............So as a tyke i remember wanting to be a solid gold dancer....then after practicing in my room, in the kitchen, in the backyard to screaming legions of fans--well, not really legions......so to say.....more like the creepy kid a grade under me with buck teeth. But it was an audience. Then like a bolting from the sky Marylin Macoo and the whole gang were ripped off the air. Tragedy bestowed upon my 6th grade heart. I cried for a week, drowning my sorrows in the 45 of A Chorus Line on my Holly Hobby record player...."I did it all for Love, did it all forrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr Love, "One, singular sensation...." cry cry sob sob. Luckily, I still had saturday mornings which meant my one of many hearthrobs, ryan Lambert and my serogate sister, Martika (all fall down, like toy soldiers" whould still be there to cheer me up. I would dance and practice and write down all the steps in my Def Leppard spiral notebook. Meticulously planning for my Kids Inc. Dance audition. I sent letters, i read tigerbeat ....oh yes my friend, with no formal training and no coaching, I would in fact take annoying Stacy's place. I curled my hair like her, i wore my socks mixed up like her......i didn't want to be her.......I wanted to be better than her. I was (and still am for that matter) a master at lip sync. I found this to be a definate asset. I was an actress, did i mention that Mr. Kids Inc. Business Man? Quadruple threat. then it happened..............The Fly Girls.........dun dun duuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnn! The In living color debut. I was fixated. I had a new goal. I would be the hottie white chick that moved like a black girl. I now had access to a video recorder. I would record, playback and practice to no end. Then i would take my skills to an under 18 dance club in albuquerque "barritz" and the other one that escapes me. I would flaunt my lacy stretch pants, half tank, and loose button down baby doll dress, ridiculous gold earrings and pirate boots. They would see me and think. Awww cute white girl. Then as soon as you could say "hammer don't hurt em", I would be the only one jamming in a circle to RobBase............"go white girl, go white girl go" ......I would practice and practice, humpty dance, running man, roger rabbit, kid-n-play. I was gonna make it! Watched flashdance again for the umpteenth time.......put in a Pearl Jam cd and realized I might wanna focus on comedic theater.Now, before you cry for me argentina. Know that I can still dance, i do faithfully watch shows like "so you think you can dance" and mtv's Dance life and live vicariously through them. Especially now that dancing looks like so much flipppin fun. I am 31 and it aint gonna happen, that i will be dancing back up to prince or justin.....but, at a wedding or bar mitzvah.....watch out....cuz i will BRING IT!ps- kinda cool that Stacy from Kids Inc. is Fergie eh? I sooooooooo coulda been her!