Conversation while watching Big Love last night that has nothing to do with ...

Jane: Oh my god! That's Emmylou Harris!
Duke: Which one?
Jane: WHICH ONE? The one on the right. With the long silver hair! That's Emmylou!
Duke: Who is Emmylou Harris?
Jane: Seriously? She's one of the greatest musicians of all time!
Duke: Country?
Jane: I don't know. Country, folk . . . I think she might have even been considered sort of rock in the 70s.
Duke: Never heard of her.
Jane: She's done a lot of work with Linda Ronstadt. Surely you've heard of Linda Ronstadt!
Duke: Of course. She has a famous daughter.
Jane: What? No she doesn't.
Duke: Yes she does. Linda Ronstadt has a famous daughter.
Jane: I'm looking that up. (Consults Wikipedia) No she doesn't. But she was engaged to George Lucas.
Duke: Liza Minelli was never engaged to George Lucas.
Jane: OH MY GOD, did you just confuse Linda Ronstadt with Liza Minelli?
Duke: She has a famous daughter, right?
Jane: Liza IS a famous daughter.
Duke: Right. Her mom was . . . Joan Collins?
Jane: AAAAAHHHHHHH.

To be fair to poor Duke, I never post the conversations we have when I look like the idiot. Most of those end with "SERIOUSLY? You've NEVER SEEEN that movie? What are you? Twelve?" I guess I should start posting those to provide a fair and balanced look at our pop culture conversations, huh?

And is anyone else having flashbacks to my semi-annual argument with my mother about James Dean/Jimmy Dean/Dean Martin/Steve Martin/Martin Sheen?