The Warrior

My son and I became the Pokemon champions of the entire Hoehn region this weekend. We raised Flygon to level 60 and ripped through the Elite Four like a hot knife through butter. Wallace was a little tougher, but we came equipped with a level 59 Raichu, a few Revives and Hyperpotions. The rest, as they say, is history.

You may kiss my toes.

Coming into work this morning, I played an 80's compilation I made from old Napster downloads. My wife liked Scandal and Patty Smyth, so I included two of their songs: Goodbye To You and The Warrior. The lady can reach.

Patty was good friends with Valerie Bertinelli and Eddie Van Halen when David Lee Roth left the band, so Eddie offered Patty the vacated post. Patty turned it down. She had just married John McEnroe, and decided to stay home and be a mother instead.

In an interview around that time, she said, "You should have seen their jaws drop when I turned them down." I would have been shocked too. Supposedly she has admitted to eventually regret that decision. Was it noble? Or did she just know too much about the internal workings of the band to put herself in that position. I don't know.

But my goodness, she would be a legend today. Now people are wondering who she is, and if her last name is a typo. As for me, my hat is tipped in her general direction. She's got brass ovaries, and should be immortalized upon the altar of motherhood. She turned down the rock and roll dream for a higher calling.

But after all she has achieved, can she claim to be the Pokemon champion?

That's right baby, you keep dreaming.