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I don't know what it is, but I have always had a soft spot for Eddie Van Halen. Of course, with Van Halen being the perfect marriage of rock 'n' roll and party music, who wouldn't love them, but there is something about Eddie in particular that makes me feel like I would like him as a rock star
and as a person. It may be because of his fabulously cliché bad boy rocker marries America's sweetheart (Valerie Bertinelli) dream come true. Or the fact that they named their son Wolfgang. I honestly have decided I will be naming my son that. "Wolfie". Come on. It's adorable
and it's cool. (Perhaps I'll be taking over Valerie's instagram handle "wolfiesmom" in the future...). Or maybe it's
the fact that my mother used to say in the 80s, "On a good day I looked a little like Valerie Bertinelli, and on a bad day, her husband Eddie Van Halen". Or maybe it's because he just seems like a genuinely nice (and adorable) guy. Anyway, Happy Birthday, Wolfie's Dad.
Yours Truly,
Dionna
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