keep passing the open windows, kid

The other night, Jason and I enjoyed a short visit with former housemate/thieving buddy/mischief maker Kelly.  Due to circumstances better explained by Liz, Kelly was heading to visit family in Alaska and had an 8 hour layover at SeaTac which she felt would be better spent drinking on Capitol Hill with long lost college pals.  I met the two of them at The Rosebud at 11-ish and was pleasantly surprised by Kelly’s short, kicky hair and New York style.  Another pleasant surprise:  Kelly is a little more subdued, but Kelly nonetheless—things changes, but man, people really do stay the same.  I was a little worried that it would be weird, seeing her, considering that we haven’t actually spoken to each other in like 3 years, but it wasn’t, partially due to the fact that we read each other’s (before the s?  after the s?)  blogs, so honestly, I kind of feel like I talk to her everyday, even when I don’t.  Oh, the beauty of weblogs.  But yes, we talked of many things: jobs, apartments, lip gloss, shoes, ships, sealing wax, cabbages, kings…you know.  My favorite part of the evening, though, was seeing the look on Kelly’s face when the bartender made last call at around 1:45 and Jason and I had to tell her that bars close at 2:00 in this city.  It was a cross between disbelief and disgust and I loved it. 

In other news, I was watching E!’s High Price of Fame: Life After Stardom and made a startling discovery.  If I haven’t mentioned it—which I probably haven’t, because up until this point, I never really cared—I went to school with Charo’s son.  I want to say his name was something weird like “Shell,” but I really don’t remember.  What I do remember is that he was 2 or 3 years younger than me and he was little and kind of weird looking.  Not ugly, just kinda…weird and girly in appearance, you know, long eyelashes, curly hair.  He hung out with some other similarly little and girly-looking skater kids who also had weird names like Jael.  They were funny and off-kilter and I really never paid that much attention to the little fellas, and you know what I learned from that E! show?  Boy, did I bet on the wrong horse.  They showed a clip of Charo and her now-grown son and oh holy shit, he is FINE.  Seriously, the guy should be a male model—tall, built, exotic.  And he could have been mine.  Dude. 

Comments

[Avi]

Charos' son's name is Shel Rasten...or Raesten, something like that. He was a little fella, yeah. I think he played water polo.

[jordan]

i think the most important thing to note is that you were watching E! high price of fme. NERD.

[scotty]

was that kelly doxey?

[Kelly]

Yes it was..but who is Scotty? The curiousity is KILLIN' me. And yes, 1:45 last call? Nonsense I tell you!!!

[Jessica]

Charo's son probably has a nice little inheritence coming his way as well, what with Charo's career resurection thanks to the Surreal Life.

[julie]

I so went to highschool with Shel Rasten too. He was in my grade. I remember Charo coming on class picnics and bringing a little dog. Shel use to refer to himself as a "space cowboy." At times Shel looks like Val Kilmer. He was a little strange even back then, but his mom is Charo, what can we expect.

[Ahe]

That is so weird--I wish you'd left an email address so I could ask who you are. Another Punahou girl.

[jimmie]

hi im a 18 male from sweden and did find this site on google.com
some of you people that write about shel rasten are realy ´fucking stupid.
some one also wrot that charo was werd you can go and fuck your self in the ass , if you some time meet here you will understand why im telling you so she is a wonderful women and shel jr and his dad shel is also wonderful kind. some if you have a opinion about them and write bad about them at a web site you must be a GREAT LOSER.
over and out dum asses ..
pS did you kno that shel IS a model?? haha

[ahe]

jimmie, if you go back and re-read the entry and the comments, you will find that I never said anything negative about Charo or her son, so your rude comments are completely unwarrented. I fail to see how writing that a person is better-looking now than he was in high school makes me stupid, either. You don't appear to have a very good grasp on the English language, though, so I won't hold it against you. As for Charo, the only time I ever encountered her, she came to our international festival and played the guitar (dude, she rocks!) and taught us the macarena. She was pretty cool.

[Kelly Doxey too]

I am also Kelly Doxey - or at least I was before I married.....small world.

[Shel Rasten]

Hi. I'm Shel Rasten...I hope you're all finding happiness in your lives and that God blesses you every day. NOW WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!!! just kidding.

...Peace...