I have every Backstreet Boys and NSYNC album. I thought Roswell was a great show. I never liked progressive rock.

Ahhhh.... this has been cathartic.

I'm trying to imagine just how "herre" actually sounds.
And don't worry, I think everyone grows out of the indie thing at some point; I did, and now I'm a hardcore raver. How's that for change?

not one single led zeppelin album? my god, d00ce, it must be that little bit of mormon that's stuck deep down inside that wonderful brain of yours... on another note, you should consider putting up a donation/paypal button on your site, so that those of us who love to read it can "voluntarily subscribe". if you did so, maybe next time you wouldnít have to pick between two CDs that you want. -jp

[hanging head in shame] I watch Survivor, too. But I have a good excuse. Really, I do! I actually met one of the camera crewmen slash producers after they shot the first season but before they aired it on TV. Uh... so there. And just how the hell is "herre" pronounced?

*I too have watched every single episode of Survivor, belong in an office pool, and my friend Gary has such a big following of his post-show write-ups that I put them on the internet *I shop at Pottery Barn. And Crate & Barrel. *I drink Starbucks coffee at home, and sometimes out in public. * I watched every episode of the Real World up until New Orleans. *I watched an episode of Temptation Island 2 (why I don't know) but *liked* it and watched every episode after. *I like HGTV, Food Network, and Game Show Netowork. I saw Debbie Gibson in concert in 1987 or 1988. *My Dwight Yoakam CD's are as precious to me as my Techno collection. I think I could go on and on, but I am sure I have proved that either a) I have my guilty pleasures too, or b) you are just like all of us, Dooce.

like how much fuckin energy can people devote to being cooler than thou? you know what? i have every pixies album, but i also rock it out to some john (cougar) mellencamp. i'm secure. everybody burn your ironic corporate logo tshirt. it's time for the balanced folks' liberation.

It doesn't work that way. Your indie-cred isn't destroyed upon revealing these facts about yourself. No, every DIY indie rocker was a kid once, guilty of occasional lapses in judgement, and old habits die hard. I scoff at college football, $4.00 lattes, and suburban sprawl, but don't even think about putting down Bruce Springsteen, the Philadelphia Phillies, or Magnum P.I.

I could never get behind Jordan Knight, but I was all about Joey McIntyre. I even had the Joey McIntyre doll, who being cuter than Pilot Ken, romanced a lot of Barbies.

My music directory, though it has a subdirectory for the Smiths, also has one for Judy Garland and one for Frank Sinatra.

I cried like a baby when I saw Bing Crosby the priest make the world a better place in "Going My Way."

At one time, I could actually recite most of Grease, but refused to see the sequel, because I thought it a travesty to all things Grease.

And my favourite Friend is Chandler.

For a staunchly heterosexual male I know WAY too much about Broadway Musicals!

Awesome post! I am extremely ashamed to admit (and have always sort of wondered why I should be ashamed) that:
1. I get so excited every time I catch a rerun of 90210 on FX. In fact, if 90210 hadnít had its series finale in 2000, Iíd still be religiously watching it.
2. When Jack and Jill was still during its first and only season, I loved every minute of it.
3. I cannot wait for Girls Club to premier this month.
4. I LOOOVE Iím a Slave 4 U.
5. I still think Technotronic and Ice Ice Baby kick ass.
6. I get all excited when I see a celebrity on Melrose or near the Beverly Center.
(And here is the worst one:)
7. I have to watch every movie Gwyneth Paltrow is in.

Okay, that was fun! But now Iím going to make like an ostrich.

You forced your dog to wear a fleece jacket. Wait a minute -- is it a jacket or a vest? Do you have a stainless steel Starbucks spill-proof pop-open lid mug?

I squealed out loud in Walmart when I saw this little puppy collar with a black bow tie on it. Cody's outgrown it, but I still can't throw it away.

There was a Grease 2?
God, I'm old. I have embarrassing things in my record collection that are so old that people probably think they're cool. Like 2, yes there were 2, Bobby Sherman albums and a record of Leonard Nemoy singing. No, they are NOT cool. But I kept them.

I love Fleetwood Mac. I also like everything Cat Stevens recorded before he went crackers. I can summarize each episode of Star Trek. I *think* that knowing Grandmaster Flash lyrics makes me cool, even though common sense says otherwise. Sometimes love is marred by coolness. Like my girlfriend loves Dave Matthews Band, and I always have trouble not being a total dickwad snob about it. And she knows it.

I have "Six Easy Pieces" on CD (the first one is really lousy due to a thoroughly messed up master tape) and the only reason I'm ashamed of that is that I don't know enough physics to fall on the floor :-(

thats nothing. my 14-year-old-obligatory-obsession was hanson. thats right. hanson. whats worse, i still buy the albums. i claim its out of habit. but i think im just kidding myself.

I just recalled last week the lengths I would go through to find a pair of oxblood 9-hole Doc Martens way back (!) in 1988. I suppose it was to make up for all the rampant Rush fandom in high school. (Although side two of Moving Pictures still RAWKS!) I feel as if I'm through that need for indie-cred phase; I've rediscovered my inner geek and I love hime dearly.

I like Gilmore Girls. I watched every episode of The Bachelor and seriously considered which girl was best for him....

I watch Gilmore girls every tuesday religiously. I watch every movie meg ryan is in. I totally downloaded that michael jackson song from Free Willy. Damn!

You felt guilty, but you seem to have opened up shop as a blog-chiatrist. All of these people were simply waiting for their opportunity to take their guilty pleasures and lay them out there for the world to see. We all have demons, eh? Those sneaky little secrets we must hide. Well, I have none, but thank you all for sharing yours. I've quite enjoyed them, you know, having none to share myself. Um, really, my husband might be a little rude when I break out in "I'll be a girl for all season, all the year through..." but that doesn't count. Of course I just went through our mail bin of mail last night, mail that has accumulated over the last month since our recent move, and ran across two copies of Living and four postcards from the Martha Stewart crew asking forgiveness for me having to miss the prompt arrival of my Sept and Oct issues. I only called twice. I mean, really, I need my fix. Well, that being said, I leave you with this thought: Trishelle is such a hoe! I mean, really, first the Kyle-look-alike, Steven, and then Eric? Get yourself tested already!

I too am still trying to figure out which one was the uncool one. Also, yes, Trishelle (why do they always have names like Trishelle?) needs to be carted down to her local walk-in clinic for some serious testing. And, when did Led Zeppelin become cool and indy cred-ible? Huh? Anyway, I like Metallica and have actually gone backstage to meet them. I had a "Must See TV" evening where I actually invited people over for the season premieres. I own the new Alicia Keys CD. I am in love with someone who seriously digs the Shakira offering from earlier this year. I not only buy Martha's Living, but her Weddings mag and the Baby mag too. And, I fall in love with doggies in fleece jackets or any other garment. That is all.

I have to sneak watch 90210 while my husband is out of hearing range. I loved Xena. I still can't believe that I watched every episode of the first Bachelor... I also can't stop watching Smallville and I had a naughty dream about Lex Luthor. I also saw Chicago in concert...
wow, that felt good to get out.

Oh, I remembered another one. I still think Phil Collins totally rocks. All my friends take the piss out of me for that one. And I own a country music album. That's so not cool.

I can recite the plot and characters from each episode of Buffy. My friends and I still quote from When Harry Met Sally. I still get the quivers from when I met Harry Connick Jr. back in 1990. And damn, if my MS Living doesn't come on time, there's some serious ass that will be kicked.

Yeah, but you're still gonna make fun of me because I actually like the last 10 minutes of Trading Spaces, right?

I lament the break-up of the Spice Girls daily.

I have an odd fascination with the Style channel, even though I am far from a fashionista. I went to a New Kids on the Block concert when I was 12. I heartily enjoyed "The Scorpion King". I used to read VC Andrews novels.

Dude, I know all the words to Grease 2 also, and I have like, testicles and things. It just won't do.

Gilmore Girls is the best dialogue-driven drama since Sports Night... but I could indulge my penchant for witty come-backs and spot-on delivery with less male-defensiveness back in the Sports Night days. When I was in the Bolivian rain forest frolicking with the natives (goat meat, massive barrels of chicha, religious revelry) I saw this guy who looked dead-on like Tom Cruise-- shirtless, bushy eyebrows, the nose, chin, eyelashes, everything. I was fascinated... and now its painful to realize that I noticed the dude's eyelashes. They were very full and lustrous. But what the hell's the point of living within the boundaries of stereotype anyway? Whoever we think we are, we all gotta break loose.

i tivo martha stewart shows all the time, every show (living, kitchen, garden). i actually hate nikki for getting tamyra booted. really. i'd slap her if i saw her. i have the last hanson album and LOVE IT. i like how i look in a infinty dress and wish i owned another. i completely lose control when a bee flies near me. i'm screaming, running and knocking things down to get away.

I guess I am just too old or uncool...I had to look up what indie-cred meant. I'm still not sure I get it. It dosen't matter how good the music is, if it is marketed by a large label it is not cool? Like they are selling out or something?
Led Zepplin was my first concert... and I hate reality shows. I mean, how real can you be if you know you are on camera?

what is a trishelle? and, I'm still waiting for the "favorite friend" confession.

Dude. I too am quite talented -- er, no, practiced -- in exporting a "cool" personna, whilst many of my deep, dark, not-so-guitly pleasures burning a Britney-shaped hole in my soul. My own list remarkably mirrors yours, 'cept it gets worse. I taped all those Mickey Mouse Club shows back in the day (yeah, the ones starring the prepubsecent Christinas and Justins of today), and, oh yeah, I occasionally still watch them. I saw Irene from RW Seattle at a bar the other night and felt it my civic duty to follow her around, once catching a pissy glare from her as I accidentally spout the words "lyme disease" too loudly within her earshot while explaining my mission to my peers. I can still sing many of the original Jem & The Holograms songs from the cartoon series (I once aspired to be Jem/Jerrica when I grew up; still not quite there, though). I practically had an aneurysm in the theater this weekend -- while viewing "Sweet Home Alabama" -- when I noticed a big fat "Can't Buy Me Love" reprise in that Kenneth "You shit on my house!" Wormman was once again starring in the same film as Ronald "I got a Reputation, babay!" Miller, and since can't seem to stop talking about it (and am shocked when others don't find it as insanely hardcore as I do). And, oh yeah, I've seen the Monkees, live, 4 times (and New Kids, once, Huey Lewis, four times, and N'sync, uh, twice).

Shit. I feel real exposed all of a sudden. I'd better get outta herre.

I wanted to be Madonna when I was 13, dressed like her, did my hair like her (think of the Lucky Star video) Still, at night, when everyone is asleep I throw my own Madonna concerts by putting on CD's and singing her early songs to my cats. Shhhhhh! Don't tell anyone!

We're gonna scor-or-or tonight! Scor-or-or to-ni-hight! We're gonna rock, we're gonna roll, we're gonna bop, we're gonna bowl, we're gonna score score score score scoooooooore...tonight!

Heather, you are the epitome of cool, or un-cool, whichever makes you feel better. I sttop to the Bachelor, Temptation Island, and Love Cruise level. And I love to sing the background vocals to every song I listen to on my hour commute each way each day while I play air bass or drums. We are all brothers in arms on this one.

uhhh, i bought tickets to the american idol show in atlantic city. i buy cds and never listen to them. i am very close to buying my so-called life and felicity on dvd even though i do not own a dvd player. i keep up on every single daytime soap.

that's enough for now.

I like to read about other people's lives. How sad is that?

I used to never miss 'Saved by the Bell,' I've had an irrational crush on Barry Manilow since I was 11, and I still love that damn Hanson song. It's just so durn catchy.

Guilty pleasures we all have but isn't it important to at try to make yourself a better, more interesting person? All of that forced-fed culture you mentioned seems completely devoid of true passion. Life without passion isn't living, it's survival.

i do not think you are getting less cool ms dooce, but i do believe you may be transforming into a gay male. fyi - my cousins are from a small town in tennessee. they too say "herre" but in the context of "son, yer startin' to look like uh wuhman - you better cut that herre." but of course, they don't speak with hyphens; or catholics.

I'm hungry

I am trying to figure out when exactly "indie cred" came into existence. When I satrted my love affair with indie music, no one ever talked about indie cred. I never even heard the word until about a year ago.

This is the last sentence I ever thought I would ever write, but it is only music. It does not have to be a lifestyle. Like what you like, and who gives a flying banana about cred and what people think.

BTW, I have also watched every single episode of Survivor, and Big Brother.

"Reproduction! Reproduction! Put your pollen tube to work." I cried when Whitley and Dwane got married on A Different World, I have s Star Wars tatoo. A TATOO! I know, and love all of Grease 2, The Pirate Movie and Xanadu. I passed up an exchange program to France to see The New Kids on the Block and I have Friends, Buffy, Angel and Enterprise shipped to me overseas so I don't miss anything. I bathe in my shame.

Helen Jane, will you save it for my wedding day?

The new Beth Orton cd is kind of boring.

I don't even know what Indie is, I still listen to Michael Jackson, and I talk to myself all the time.

The truth is, everybody has got something to hide and things get old which is what makes change inevitable. The important thing is that you've evolved. The REAL sad people are the ones who stay stuck er... "committed" to their little movements and never really change. Be loud and proud.

wait... which Friend is your favourite, then?

The saddest day of my life was having to get rid of all my back issues of MSL, because they took up too much room in the moving truck. I did find them good homes, going so far as to post online ads in my town. I couldn't find them all one home, but they were discretely divided between two lovely women that will hopefully cherish them as much as I did. And now I give away my new magazines because the thought of stockpiling another library that has to be given away en masse is too heartbreaking to consider.

p.s. Jordan Knight is on Boston Public.