This is only for Little Orphan Annie's Secret Circle:
I need the help of my closest blogging BFF's to end an argument that Nate and I have been having for the past week. Your answer could save my marriage...and the world.
It may come as a surprise to some of you that Nate and I don't always have serious conversations. I know right? Last night we had an invigorating conversation about "The Epic of Gilgamesh." We have some excellent religious discussions but every once in awhile a silly/nerdy/what the h%ll topic comes up and we humor ourselves with it.
For example after watching an American Idol episode I asked Nate what rock song he would sing if he were on the show?
If Nate created a country group what would he call the band?
If Nate was a superhero what would his superpowers be?
You know, important pertinent (is that a little redundant?) information that is vital to our eternal salvation.
Note: If you have not seen the movie "Top Gun" please do not read further. Go rent it, watch it, fastforward the naughty scene, laugh, cry, lust and then come back and finish this post.
Last week we were discussing how cool "Top Gun" is. Nate also said that I'm his best wing man which is ok but why can't he be my wing man? He called me his "Goose". I don't want to be Goose, who wants to be Goose? Then our topic of discussion continued as to who is cooler/hotter Maverick (Tom Cruise) or Ice Man (Val Kilmir). Our conversation then evolved to what our call signs (pilot names) would be. This is where the claws came out. I maintained that my call sign was way cooler than his. Nate's was pretty good but mine was awesome.
And so this is where I need the help of my blogging BFF's on the right of my blog is a poll for the coolest call sign. I'm not going to tell you which name belongs to which Top Gun pilot. Please vote and B-E S-U-R-E T-O D-R-I-N-K Y-O-U-R O-V-A-L-T-I-N-E.