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[tommygirl]

It's been twenty years since Ricky Nelson died in a plane crash on New Year's Eve. PBS has a special on regarding his music and his influence on the world by other musicians he knew and his kids.

Random fact about me: I love Ricky Nelson. I used to watch the reruns of Ozzie and Harriet on Nick-at-Nite and I developed such a crush on him when I was little. (I had this habit of crushing on guys much older than myself because of the shows I chose to watch as a kid.)

His son, Sam, (not the Nelson twins who've always had hair that frightened me) looks so much like him. Uber hot.

Now I think I'll pull out some of my Ricky Nelson songs and play them.

I'm such a dork, I know, but really, old crushes are the hardest to die. (I mean that's the only reason I have for tuning in on purpose to General Hospital just to see Rick Springfield.)

Now, I must find a copy of this Ricky Nelson special somewhere. PBS gives it to you with a membership gift of 120 bucks. Alas, I don't have that kind of money if I plan to pay my rent. Must find it elsewhere.

ETA: Amazon has it for 13 bucks! Woo-hoo. Especially since at the end Sam Nelson sings one of his dad's songs (okay, so he sings with Matthew and Gunner, but I'm focused on Sam.)

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[nam-jai.livejournal.com]

My first big celebrity crush that I can recall was when I was about 12 years old, on 40-something Peter O'Toole. And it wasn't even watching stuff in which he was young (for example, didn't get around to seeing the movie in my icon until I was 21). No, it was the then-current TV miniseries "Masada," in which he was in his mid- to late-40s!

I was so mad when my grandpa wouldn't let me watch Peter O'Toole in "The Stuntman" on HBO (we didn't have cable at home back then) because it was rated R.