I’m a part of Generation X.

I’m part of the last generation to live through the cold war, and the first generation to do worse than their parents.

I lived through the 80’s before they became retro.

I watched TV in black and white, and my phone actually had a dial—not buttons. I remember a life before call-waiting.

I witnessed first hand the death of disco and the birth of punk rock.

I’m old enough to be pissed off by remakes of the movies from my youth.

I owned an IntelleVision, a step above Atari, below ColecoVision—and ran the Pit Fall course backwards.

I died of dysentary on the Oregon Trail.

I not only remember the Challenger explosion, but the Very Special episode of Punky Brewster about the Challenger explosion.

The themes from M*A*S*H and Hill Street Blues were my lullabies.

I’m old enough to know that the now-retro fashion choices coming back into popularity were a bad idea the first time around.

My cartoons were hand drawn, and when I read, I chose my own adventure.

Old.

I’m old enough to be annoyed by teenagers and never get carded for beer anymore.

I’m old enough to remember when MTV played music.

Most importantly, I’m old enough to be nostalgic for my youth.

That’s why I find myself trolling the web for bits and pieces of it every now and then…

Now, I’ll admit…

I didn’t really develop much of a life until the 90’s. I spent far more time with the Ricker and Arnold Jackson than I did real people.

That’s probably why most of the memories from my youth are centered around the television.

So look forward to more trips, or perhaps more to wit, staggers down memory lane from time to time…

I leave you with this little gem from the 80’s. I (sadly) spent a lot of beautiful Saturday afternoons locked indoors watching this…

When Chuck forced Blair and Serena to work out their differences in an elevator on Monday, I got to thinking, do people in real life ever get trapped in elevators?   The idea of elevator malfunctions moving plotlines  isn’t new.  I can go way back to Punky Brewster delivering a baby in an elevator, and more importantly, saving it from a lifetime of being named Herman.  I’m sure you all can go back farther than that.

And so my question to you is:

What is your favorite trapped in an elevator scene?

This can also be extended to include any scene/episode in which characters were trapped in an enclosed space other than an elevator.  Also, bonus points if you tell a personal tale of being stuck in an elevator long enough to finally make a move on someone, make up with a friend, perform surgery, or deliver a kid.

Jump to the comments and write away!

Had a spectacular time at Chewy’s Rockeoke-inspired 32nd birthday bash last night.

We played a lot of truly horrible, yet mind-blowingly magnificent songs with a mix-and-match lineup starring various members of the Mijares family, and Chewy’s friends from all over.

I can’t recall exactly what song was the most painful to play through, but I do remember feeling like I was violating my hardcore 90s rock n’ roll roots by the time we were knee-deep in playing true relics best-forgotten, like Alamid’s “Your Love” and the 4 Non-Blonde’s “What’s Up.”

MDJ Superstar just had to close his eyes and flash back to happier days when truly awesome music was on my set list, like Guns n’ Roses and Green Day.

I also remembered why the bass guitar is my weapon of choice – it provides the most real estate with which to hide my tummy bone.

I am also realizing that white jeans are totally unflattering for chunky, heavy-set males such as The Superstar.

As much as I think that our awesomest cover of the night was a heavy metal opera remake of Miss Saigon’s “Last Night Of The World”, there is one song that I think truly deserves to be revived and revitalized for today’s Children Of The 2000s.

Alone.

This, my friends, was the true start of emo, but nobody had realized it yet at the time.

P.S. I must say, however, that Bryan Adams’ “Heaven” deserves honorable mention on this list. Seriously. You sing this to any girl, her pink Punky Brewster panty is dropping to the floor in 4 seconds flat.

Today I spent over two hours changing every reference to my daughters on this blog and gave them new nicknames. I listened to an Online Ministry Conference session the other day and the speaker Darcy shared her reasons for giving her kids nicknames on her blog.  (And if you haven’t read her blog, you must.  She is hilarious.)

I never thought about not using my girls’ names. I figure anyone that wants to know can easily find out, and I don’t use pictures so I wasn’t too worried about privacy. Yet, Darcy brought up a great point. She said that she shared much personal medical info about one of her sons and she didn’t want a future employer googling him later in life and reading his history.

Well. I got to thinking about that. I googled my girls, and yep…there they were on Google! One could really learn quite a bit about them just from my little stories here. I talked it over with my hubby and we decided to leave our girls’ names out of my blogging for now.

Since I’m not using their names, I briefly contemplated sharing some photos here, but ultimately decided against it. I have had too many experiences with creepy people in this world to feel comfortable posting their beautiful faces for all to see. As my husband told them, “Maybe if you weren’t so pretty.” I wish I was joking, but he actually said this.

I love looking at the beautiful pictures other moms post of their kids, and I don’t judge anyone who does. I think each family has to make those decisions based on their own experiences and prayers. I’ll just say, once you’ve dealt with a stalker, you’d rather err on the side of paranoid.

So, after I decided, I set about the task of renaming my children.

Coco was easy. It’s been her real nickname at home forever, and she named her blog Coco Around the World.

Choosing a fitting name for my six year old proved not to be so easy. Her nickname at home is a shortened version of her name. Though we did use to call her wreckin’ ball when she was a toddler. That just didn’t seem nice anymore. So, I enlisted her help and we had great fun thinking of options. Her favorite was Sweet Honey Pie. Cute. But, um, no. I wanted to call her Ramona. Because she is so Ramona Quimby. “But Mom!” She cried. “You know Ramona’s a brat! Why don’t you just call me Bratty McBrat Brat?”

Well, I was tempted.

Then, we were watching old home movies that night. In every other scene, my voice (my face always behind the camera) is calling out to my little crawling baby…. ”There’s my Sunshine!” Yes! It fully describes her sunny little self. But Coco had a sort of Frenchy-chic ring to it so I decided to look up Sunshine in French. Soleil! I was sold. I mean, for those of you that don’t know, Soleil is the real life name of no other than Punky Brewster, the ten year old girl who influenced my childhood like perhaps no other person alive. You know, the one with the coolest bedroom ever? Punky Power!

(…a little while later, back from my Netflix queue. Punky on the way!)

I’d appreciate it if those of you that know my little ones kindly call them by their nicknames here on my blog, my twitter, or public facebook page. And please, remind me when I slip and include their real names in a post. ‘Cause I will. I just know it.

But anyway. Back to my Soleil. My little sunshine. And Coco. My soon-to-be teenager.

That’s how they’ll be known around here from now on. What do you think?

Remember Pippi Longstocking? Like the colorful girls before her and after her (Annie, Punky Brewster) she lived a hard life as well. But she was so full of hope, wonder, and optimism, and imagination. Pippi didn’t let life get to her, and it showed in her clothing. She would wear large jumper dresses with colorful stockings and boots. Even though she was a tomboy, she had a girly side to her. (And we can’t forget that hair!) But she gives us hope when we watched her, and that’s what we all need…Especially in this rough economy.

The Look for Less from The Fashion Guru:

Bib Denim Shirtdress by Pepinnery, $59.00 at www.shopruche.com

Tie Dye Boot by Doc Martens, $103 at www.brownfashion.com

Frill Hem Jumper Dress, $31.00 at www.yesstyle.com

Women’s Stripe Waffle Tees, $10 at www.oldnavy.com

Rose Colored Tights, $30 at www.modcloth.com

Vintage Doct Martens Flower Boots, $75 at www.vintage70sclothing.com

I know these aren’t cheap, but they’re perfect!!!!!

Timberland Lucille Lace Up Boots, $290.00 at www.timberland.com

After tweeting this to Soleil Moon Frye … yes, the ORIGINAL Punky Brewster … and her RTing it, I’ve been sifting through a deluge of very sweet responses from Punky fans of all ages, races, and genders! PUNKY POWER!

Typically we start these interviews off with some form of catchy, literary introduction.  We’re going to dive right into this one without wasting any time.

Cherie Johnson is an actress and producer.  Born in Pittsburgh, Cherie is best known for her roles on the sitcoms Punky Brewster and Family Matters.

On Punky Brewster Johnson starred as Cherie Johnson, a character named and modeled after herself. She was the best friend of the title character, played by Soleil Moon Frye.  She played the role throughout the series’ run (1984–1986 and 1987–1988) with her actual grandmother Susie Garrett.

On Family Matters, Johnson portrayed the recurring role of Maxine, the best friend of Laura Winslow (Kellie Shanygne Williams). Johnson played the role from 1990–1998.

Johnson is the real life niece of TV producer David W. Duclon, who was responsible for starting her career. In addition to her starring roles, she has made guest appearances on The Parkers, and The Proud Family. She has also appeared on the soap opera Days of our Lives.

FathersFootprints was fortunate to secure a rare interview with Cherie.  Here’s what she had to say:

You got your start in the business in 1985.  How did you get your start?

CHERIE: My uncle created a show and thought it would be great to use my name.  I felt if he used my name I should play the part myself.   After seven auditions the head of NBC at the time felt the same way and I got the JOB!

You played yourself opposite Soleil Moon Frye in the 1980’s sitcom Punky Brewster.  What did you like most about that experience?

CHERIE: Well I did not play myself I just played a little girl with the same name.  Every day on the set was like a party and I got to see my best friend Soleil!  We were lucky we really got to be children.

In addition to your television roles, you also have film credits on your resume.  Which film did you most enjoy and why?

CHERIE: I’d have to say my latest film “I Do….I Did” for several reasons: 1) I wrote it;  2) I produced it;  and 3) I was able to play a different character that many of my fans do not like because she isn’t that little sweet Cherie everyone is use to seeing.  She is mean at times and vindictive which was so much fun.  Also, instead of being happy go lucky, I got to cry and express emotions.  I worked with my cousin, Shar Jackson, and my best friend, Antwon Tanner.  The production crew was a dream.  Twenty-seven years of smiling is boring. I’m glad I got a chance to spice it up.

The television and film industries are much different than they were when you got your start.  What advice do you have for young aspiring actors looking to break into the industry?

CHERIE: Don’t sit back and let other people control your dreams. You have to make your dreams happen for yourself; they will not fall out of the sky.

You are a part of Delano Glass’ film “Why Do Men Cheat?”  What was it like working with Delano?

CHERIE: Delano is a wonderful, creative genius. He sets a great atmosphere and really allows you be yourself, which is great.  The topic is sensitive to many people and he really didn’t censor me so I was able to express my true feeling and opinions.

Last week we celebrated Michelle Thomas’ birthday through a special tribute on this site (see Remembering Michelle).  You worked with Michelle on the sitcom Family Matters.  What was it like to work with her?

CHERIE: She is one of the most kind-hearted people I have ever met.  When you are around her you can’t help but to smile.  I read your tribute and cried like a baby.  It’s really hard for me sometimes. I’m still in denial about her being gone until someone asks me about her, then I’m forced to deal with the reality. I know she is in a better place and she is my angel in heaven as she was my angel on earth.

What can we expect from you in the near future?

CHERIE: 2009 has been a great year for me.  I have done 6 films which will be released within the next 2 years, that not only have I starred in, but also produced several of them. I have a book deal my first book “Cherie On Top” which should be out at the end of the year.  I have several songs on the radio over seas, so with an international tour forthcoming – the sky is the limit.  I have one life and I want to do it all.

We are eternally grateful that our sister took the time to provide us with a peek into her world.  We hope to continue to bring you features and updates on the blacks that help to form our entertainment and literary culture.

Until next time,

Copyright © 2009

Today’s Girl Power Extra is brought to us by : Nostalgia1979 , an awesome unloader of  ”Punky Brewster”  at YouTube.  This show rocks! Why can’t they have more stuff like this on TV now, and more role models for girls like Punky?!!   In this great episode Punky shows how pointless it is too be sexist.

Apparently, Soleil Moon Frye wants to bring back Punky Brewster, the ’80s children show that made her famous.  However, why do we want a comeback, she bought horse teeth and cut her boobs off.  Sounds like a waste to me, but maybe you disagree.  Check out her video after the jump!

            John Dermot Woods’s The Complete Collection of People, Places, and Things is so singluarly itself I’m having a hard time coming up with clever comparisons or examples of what it’s like. Honestly: this book is largely unlike anything I’ve ever seen: it’s got some of the metafictional playfulness of, say, Barth or Coover or Barthelme or Wallace, but there’s a strong and beating heart underneath it all, too, a heart invested and involved not just with the postmodern trickery of naming characters after pop culture references (Punky Brewster, Optimus Prime, Voltron), and not just with using cultural touchstones in new ways (a man reported for walking around with his Velcro hanging out for all to see), but with actually telling stories.

            Because that’s the set-up: The Complete Collection is a story within a story: the text the reader gets is, supposedly, the text this old man collector’s been collecting (and so in some ways we’re in House of Leaves/Zampano + J. Truant territory). But it’s more complex than that: the old man’s trying to record everything, but the tips of his pens keep breaking, and so a young man offers him a set of erasable ballpoints—so then there’s young and old mixing, and the idea of old stories needing new instruments to be fully written. Plus the narrator, at the start, gets into the incredibly rich and dicey territory of wholeness vs. incompleteness. Here:

            It was the complete reality of his accounts that made them so unapproachable. His descriptions were ultimately comprehensive; his world was one that left no luxury for erosion. Its reality was certainly what prevented his notebooks from being printed (and reprinted). The book only lives on in my flawed memory and the memory of the others of my time who had the opportunity to read his hand-scrawled notes.

            …and so what the reader gets, both in and through the actual narrative of The Complete Collection (which includes a near overload of disparate and wild things—the Velcro bit from above, plus a Bear who uses his friend Optimus Prime as a sort of puppet [Optimus Prime is a guy, not the Transformer; he's also, right at the book's start, elected Mayor]), plus there’s Danger Mouse, who claims to be the happiest man in the world…there’s just too much), is this consideration of what is story, what is ‘authentic,’ what makes something real. That thing above, how Optimus Prime is actually a dude and not the Transformer? There’s all sorts of cultural stuff repurposed, and there’s (I think) no way to read the book without realizing that you’re intimately involved in the narrative, the same way the narrator is at the start. Old man, new pens? Old names and touchstones, new identities/ideas behind each. Plus I haven’t even mentioned that the book is, actually, about this small town’s destruction, or that the book’s got pictures throughout and so jumps/goes beyond the straight-narrative bent you’d maybe expect a book with this sort of mental firepower. Please just know that there’s a level of richness here that you really, really have to see/experience/consume to believe.

            I can’t stress enough how satisfying this book is, intellectually, which is a great accomplishment on its own. That said, The Complete Collection is more than just awesome mental gymnastics and theortical pushing and pulling: you may not care about the characters in this book the way you’d care about characters in a more straightforward book of fiction, but don’t for a second be fooled into thinking that this is some post-ironic hipster gesture using pop culture elements in service of some merely clever or merely cute project. Woods has, from what I can see, tried hard to do the hardest work there is to do, in or outside the pages of a book: he’s tried, simply and complexly, to make meaning. It’s a hell of a book. Buy it, steal it, read it, send Mr. Woods an email: all of the above.

            (Also, a huge shoutout to BlazeVOX, a publisher I should’ve long ago mentioned in the same breath as the rest of the great smaller presses—Graywolf, Soft Skull, Two Dollar Radio, Dzanc. They do good, good work.)

Episode 69: Not as sexual as you may think an episode No. 69 would be…

Recorded 09-02-2009: BUCKET hosts Corey and Louie Dee tackle a Vegas vacation, fast-food misadventures, Spencer Pratt’s douchebaggery, Punky Brewster’s return (sort of), ridiculous sports ticket prices and more! (Direct Link to the Show MP3)

Holy Macanoli!

Here’s the Problem:  I grew up with this girl.  Not Soleil Moon Frye, but Punky Brewster.  She was my imaginary friend (yes, I realize she was an actual character and my imagination wasn’t running on all cylinders, but give me a break).  Punky was to blame if a lamp broke or if I dropped my broccoli on the floor.  She was a great companion to my sad only-child self.  When I found out she…er… Soleil had a twitter, I was all over it.  Until I realized she was like this.

Actual Problem:  Listen, we had some good times when I was young but now we’ve both grown up, so please:  

1. Don’t call me “Twitterville”, it makes me want to rainbow barf on your cuffed jeans,
2. Don’t try to go home again.  Anything this desperate is better accomplished with a straight-edge,
3. And, bitch, try being Punky again without giving credit to Glomer and I’ll let everyone know who really threw that guard party kegger at my house, lost the front door knob and slept with Sharon’s* boyfriend.

*Names have been changed to protect actual humans

**Thanks to Nora for bringing this to my attention.  She might be entering the wrong side of 25 tomorrow, but she’s still got it!  For now…

Quelques années plus tard

Tous les hommes se sont dit au moins cela un jour en voyant une belle gamine: “toi plus tard tu vas en faire des ravages“, “ou toi tu vas devenir un véritable canon de beauté“, ou enfin, “tu m’appelleras quand t’aura 18 ans“, et certaines fois, on a fait mouches: 10 a 15 bonnes années plus tard, ces jolies demoiselles, si elles ne se sont pas endormies sur leur lauriers, sont devenues des jeunes femmes très attirantes: de véritables femmes fatales capable de mettre n’importe qu’elle mec a leurs pieds, et parfois il est même impossible de faire le rapprochement, car on les savaient jolies, mais il n’est toujours pas évident de les reconnaitre. je sais vous allez me dire, oui mais il y a la chirurgie ? et la je vais vous répondre, bah je sais pas , je suis pas dans leur corps (et pourtant pour certaines, j’aimerais bien ! encore une phrase qui va me valoriser je le sens gros comme une maison..). Attention, ce dossier ne contient pas de Mégan Fox, non je préfère prévenir, je suis désolé. Si par hasard vous avez en tête des actrices françaises, je me ferais un plaisir de les rajouter, parce que la j’ai rien trouvé

Alyssa Milano

La gamine de Madame est servie a maintenant 36 ans et c’est toujours un canon.

Camilla Belle

Elle est née en 1986 et a 11 ans lorsqu’elle apparait dans la suite de Jurassic Park, elle joue aussi dans le film les ensorceleuses. a 23 ans maintenant, elle a un petit copain.. Un jonas Brothers

Danica McKellar

je vous en ai déjà parlé dans mon dossier sur les années coups de cœurs, c’est Winnie Cooper… maintenant c’est plus vraiment du Winnie, c’est plutôt Du Jessica Rabbit

Evan Rachel Wood

En voila une qui a sacrement changé, elle a commencé sa carrière dans la série Deuxième chance ou elle jouera le rôle de Jessie Sammler. Depuis elle a eu une aventure avec Marilyn ….Manson

Lacey Chabert

Lacey chabert est le tout petit morceau de femme dans La vie a 5. A ce moment la on ne pouvait se douter que Lacey deviendrait si jolie, et pourtant en 2007 elle fait la couverture de Maxim

Lynda Cardellini

Ah j’aime bien elle, elle était dans le film un cadavre sur le campus, après elle fera scoobydoo (beurk). Depuis elle a fait des seances photos qui déboitent dans maxim et est apparue dans Urgence

Madeline Zima

Madeline la coquine, avant de mettre, a poil, un gros coup de point dans le nez de David duchovny dans la série Californication, jouait dans une nounou d’enfer !

Michelle Trachtenberg

La demoiselle commence vraiment sa carrière dans Buffy contre les vampires, et maintenant c’est une Gossip girl

Soleil moon Frye

Ou plus connue sous le nom de Punky Brewster… depuis elle est devenue ultracanon et a même fait réduire sa poitrine… C’est devenu vraiment du ppouuuuuaaa

Tatyana Ali

Et enfin on termine par la petite princesse de bel air, qui est partie de chez oncle Phil, elle a maintenant 30 ans

source: manofest
via smabite.com

Holala, qui se souvient de la petite Punky Brewster, la fillette qui portait des couettes et des chaussures de couleur différente et qui dormait dans un hamac ?

Moi je m’en souviens. Mais quel choc d’avoir ça dans sa tête

Alors que maintenant elle est grande

THE CHOC !!!

Ou comment prendre 15 ans dans la gueule en 5 minutes. (oui oui je sais que je vieillis merci)

Si tu veux toi aussi te manger un retour en arrière bien douloureux, va faire un tour sur le billet de Femme Sweet Femme pour jouer à qui est qui. Y’a quand même de sacrés dossiers (dédicace au fils de Mitch Buchanon).

I know, I know, you’re shocked and awed that I’m doing a TV-related post. It is pretty out of character for me, eh? But after doing two movie quizzes, I decided it would be fun to create a quiz with all sorts of questions about shows I watched growing up. Please submit your answers in the comments and have fun! (FYI, part of having fun means NOT using Google, IMDb, your husband, your mom, your co-worker the next cubicle over or any other search function, m’kay?) Answers will be posted tomorrow.

1. On Friends, what was the name of the doctor Joey played on Days of Our Lives?
2. D.J. is one of Roseanne and Dan Conner’s children on Roseanne. What do his initials stand for?
3. What kind of car does Eric Forman drive on That ’70s Show?
4. Speaking of cars, what was the nickname of Brandon Walsh’s car in Beverly Hills, 90210?
5. Name the artist and the title of the song performed at the end of Six Feet Under’s final episode. You know, the one that makes me sob uncontrollably every time I hear it? Yeah, that one.
6. In Dawson’s Creek, which character dies at the end of the final season?
7. In what city and state is Who’s the Boss set?
8. When Tootie and Natalie mistakenly buy three bongs at a record store, what do they tell Mrs. Garrett they plan to do with them? (There are two correct answers here — give me one or both.)
9. What was the name of Ben’s best friend on Growing Pains?
10. What was the name of Punky’s dog on Punky Brewster?
11. Name Laverne’s favorite drink on Laverne & Shirley.
12. Who was the original host of Jeopardy?
13. The Hogan Family, featuring Jason Bateman, was also broadcast under two other names during its run. Give me those names.
14. Which bawdy, now-deceased comedian played an angel in a holiday episode of Married… with Children? Hint: Al Bundy’s role was originally offered to him.
15. In Small Wonder, what does Vicki’s name stand for?
16. What is Richie Cunningham’s favorite song on Happy Days?
17. The Simpsons is a spin-off of what variety show?
18. What is Charles’ last name in the series Charles in Charge?
19. To which song did Doogie Howser lose his virginity?
20. With one exception, how did every episode of Welcome Back, Kotter begin and end?
21. What is the name of Harry’s stuffed armadillo on Night Court?
22. The play that 227 is based on takes place in Chicago. In which city did the TV show take place?
23. What are Blanche’s maiden and married names on The Golden Girls?
24. Who played Elise Keaton’s brother (Ned) in Family Ties?
25. Name the Growing Pains spin-off that featured Coach Graham T. Lubbock.

As a lifelong TV enthusiast (addict?), there has always been a character I could look up to. When I was five, I wanted to be Mallory Keaton. When I was eight, I hoped to be come some combination of Vicki from Small Wonder and Punky Brewster. In sixth grade, I was all about Clarissa Explains It All. You get the picture.

As a wife/mom, there are a million television woman I could be looking to for inspiration. The pinnacle, of course, is Claire Huxtable. A partner at a law firm and mother of five who still has time to make dinner, spend quality time with her family, take in additional needy children, and invent scheme after elaborate scheme to teach important lessons to her loved ones – now that is good. Sadly, I think I have the potential to be more like a Lois from Malcolm in the Middle – harried, loud, and prone to serving her children lumpy milk. Or even worse, as I have been accused on my worst days, the obnoxiously opinionated Carrie Heffernan. Ouch.

In reality, I think I should probably be aiming for someone who’s neither perfect nor a total loser. Someone like, say, Kitty Forman.

Kitty Forman from "That 70's Show"

She is a nurse, baker, and true caretaker to all those 70’s kids, but it is not beyond her to have a drink or a smoke or engage in a little sabotage. She’s kind of nerdy in her affinity for square dancing, her dog, and saying things like “Do crafts! Not drugs!”, although she is still considered a MILF by her son’s friends. Yes, Kitty, I think you set the bar just high enough to be my TV role model.

My friend J is a workout fiend. He seems to do a triathlon a month. He tends to get a bit evangelical about physical fitness, even going so far as to claim that he never watches TV.

I think that’s dangerous. A massive quadriceps never got anybody into heaven. But a working knowledge of Season 3 of Punky Brewster just might. It might help you pass the entrance exam. You never know.

I’m hedging my bets. TV, I’ll never turn my back on you.

I know: LAME. But let’s muddle through anyway, ok? Over there in the right sidebar, you can see all the recent tweets from yours truly. I DO love me some Twitter, as I’m a lazy-assed bastard and don’t always feel like firing up the WordPress to give my snap judgment on Celtics rumors, Perez Hilton’s doucheraggery, or which former female child star got hotter than two muskrats fucking in a wool sock.

(Honestly, that link is one fine piece of internettin’. Just some great image huntin’ & YouTube wranglin’ on there. Winnie Cooper was in a movie called “Hack”, where she played a slutty teenage vixen who does the nasty with her stepdad?! HOW DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT THIS!?!? All of them are smokin’ but if I had to hand out 3 tickets to ride the BradenTrain, they’d go to Punky, Winnie, and Lacey Chabert. A few more to add to that list would be:  

The Lohan (From every Disney thing made in the 90’s, later of Mean Girls and every E! Show ever)

 Kaley Cuoco (from The Big Bang Theory, previously from 8 Simple Rules)

and of course, Alyson Hanigan. (How I Met Your Mother & Buffy)

Wait, wasn’t I talking about Twitter? Right.

Sorry. 

 But if you are hankering to get your Colt Monday psuedo-mental-jism mainlined directly into your malnourished brainstem; well, we’re not there yet. But Twitter is the best thing you’re going to get for now, until I can figure out how to launch digital lawn jarts at your ugly skulls.

http://twitter.com/coltmonday
Then click follow, you jagaloons.