The Adventures of Molly Murphy

This blog chronicles my move from the idyllic west to a base in Texas, and eventually, to central Germany where I am living and soaking up all of the techno I can handle.

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Solid Gold Dancers!

I grew up in a part of South Dakota where usage of the word "bar" in the description of a cattle brand (as in, "rafter-bar-J") outnumbers usage in the phrase "bar mitzvah" by oh, roughly, a million to one. As a result, I was pretty much denied the opportunity to attend all but one of these ceremonies as a kid, and witness firsthand all of the glory that apparently accompanies these fetes...great outfits, cool favors, catchy slogans. Which is not to say that I wasn't treated to some fantastic trips down memory lane by all three of my freshman year roommates and roughly half of my sorority sisters who were kind enough to share some incredibly hilarious snapshots from their big days. Now, while I can't get ahold of my college roommate's bat mitzvah pictures and post them here to entertain you (and I guarantee they would do the trick...we were in junior high smack in the middle of the 80s...) But, I can do the next best thing: head on over to Bar Mitzvah Disco (via Gawker) and fasten your seatbelt for a trip back to junior high, circa 1987. Just the fact that the folks at Bar Mitzvah disco make a reference to the television show Solid Gold puts them pretty high on the hipster list in my book.

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