Well, I suppose it was bound to happen sooner or later.
I was listening to the radio at work and I heard this song that had a kick ass retro 80’s feel to it. The opening kind of sounded like “I Wear My Sunglasses At Night” or something along those lines. I love all things from the 80’s, so this song caught my ear immediately. I don’t normally listen to our Top 40 station because, well, I get tired of the rap / hip hop pretty quickly. So I call upstairs to the DJ and I ask him what song he’s playing. He tells me it’s “See You Again” by Miley Cyrus. WTF? Immediately I felt dirty for going ape shit over a song from a 15 year old kid. Creepy. I immediately had flashbacks to buying Hilary Duff’s greatest hits CD and the cashier giving me shit. Whatever.
Apparently 33 year olds and 4 year olds love Miley equally. Isabella is crazy for the song as well. My sister was driving and they played the song on the radio. After it was over Isabella wanted to hear it again. Melissa had to explain it to her that it wasn’t a CD and that it was the car. Isabella responded with “I hate this car.” And then a few seconds later added “It’s stupid and it’s ugly.” Well there it is.
Now, I have a love-hate relationship with Miley. It used to just be hate…until I heard this song. Isabella goes crazy for Hanna Montana and since she is a super fan I have seen more episodes of that show than I want to ever admit. And when her concert movie was going to be released I did a humorous commentary on it for our country music station. Each week I do a “From The Trailer” review based only on a movie’s trailer. Well, for the Miley Cyrus one they were a little skittish about some of the jokes so I had to keep redoing it over and over and eventually it was all edited down to pretty much nothing.
Here are the unedited bits from that trailer review….
I’m actually really excited to see this movie. I can’t wait to see how they take someone who is so one dimensional and make them 3-D. There’s hope for Paris Hilton yet.
I do understand what she is going through. I too lead a double life. Receptionist by day, American Gladiator by night. But that all came to a screeching halt when I got my schedule mixed up and came to work in my spandex warrior outfit and tackled Muss when he tried to get some extra office supplies. Oh yeah…I brought the pain. No doubt about that. One word “GAUNTLET”, can you hear me Muss?
Tickets went for up to $2,500 for her concert. Heck, for $2,500 I’ll put on a wig and dress and jump around stage. Actually, who am I kidding…I’d probably do it for a bag of skittles. Hey we all have a price, I’m just really cheap.
Now, I’m not one to gossip but there were some interesting photos that surfaced on Perez Hilton’s website of Miley. I just hope that someone puts the kibosh on such behavior before the train pulls into Britney ville. Toot Toot, All aboard! Next stop rehab with continuing service to washed up career!
Poor Miley came under fire for using a body double in her concert. I would give my right arm for a body double. How awesome would that be? I’d send my body double to the dentist, or to family reunions, or make him sit through the “Miley Cyrus and Hanna Montana: Best of Both Worlds” concert film.
Billy Ray Cyrus had to audition for the role of her father on her hit TV show. He beat out such former stars including David Hasselhoff, Tom Selleck and Gary Coleman. But, almost lost the role to Alf whom producers felt had more believable father / daughter chemistry with Hanna. Fortunately for Billy Ray she had a no puppet clause in her contract.
They were worried that people would be offended and hate me. Can you imagine? Of all the things in my life that I have done and said…it’d be me bagging on Miley Cyrus that would cause my possible downfall. Hell…that is a sign of a messed up world.
Whatever.
I downloaded the song from iTunes. Sick I know. But, it’s a good song, I’m sorry to admit.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
The Middle.
The cold is almost unbearable. It really is. Today I was actually at work before the car heated up enough to blow more than anything other than cold air. It’s miserable. I’m always shocked when it’s this cold. I know it happens each and every year, but still…I must suffer from some sort of amnesia because when it happens I’m totally surprised. Soon it will be over...well, until next year and then I will probably blog again about how surprised I am by the cold.
I was down at the deli in building where I work this morning getting a muffin for breakfast and they were playing Debbie Gibson’s “Only in My Dreams”. I miss the 80’s. I love the 80’s. Life seemed to be full of much more promise back then, and compared to the world we live in now, it was also much simpler. But, then again, it’s probably because I was a kid back then and I was just completely unaware of the world we live in. Ahhh…Duran Duran is now playing. “Rio”. Awesome. One of our HD radio stations at work is KOOL 1080’s. It’s one of my favorites.
So I have decided that I will weigh myself on Wednesdays. I’m going to call it the Wednesday Weigh In. I’ve lost two pounds. Do I look the same? Will my friends recognize me? Eh, it’s a loss…that is all I care about. It has to start somewhere, right? Tonight I will be back at the gym. I don’t mind working out. But, I am just so tired lately. I’ve been thinking about going to the doctor and get checked out for a sleep disorder. It’s not normal to be as tired as I have been lately. As soon as I wake up I think to myself how long until I can go back to sleep. That’s not normal.
My co-worker just walked in. I guess she was on vacation. I didn’t even realize she had been gone. Awkward.
Well…back to work.
I was down at the deli in building where I work this morning getting a muffin for breakfast and they were playing Debbie Gibson’s “Only in My Dreams”. I miss the 80’s. I love the 80’s. Life seemed to be full of much more promise back then, and compared to the world we live in now, it was also much simpler. But, then again, it’s probably because I was a kid back then and I was just completely unaware of the world we live in. Ahhh…Duran Duran is now playing. “Rio”. Awesome. One of our HD radio stations at work is KOOL 1080’s. It’s one of my favorites.
So I have decided that I will weigh myself on Wednesdays. I’m going to call it the Wednesday Weigh In. I’ve lost two pounds. Do I look the same? Will my friends recognize me? Eh, it’s a loss…that is all I care about. It has to start somewhere, right? Tonight I will be back at the gym. I don’t mind working out. But, I am just so tired lately. I’ve been thinking about going to the doctor and get checked out for a sleep disorder. It’s not normal to be as tired as I have been lately. As soon as I wake up I think to myself how long until I can go back to sleep. That’s not normal.
My co-worker just walked in. I guess she was on vacation. I didn’t even realize she had been gone. Awkward.
Well…back to work.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Stupid Woman Downstairs.
I hate my neighbor. I hate her a lot. The woman that lives below me is quite possibly the dumbest woman alive.
Last night at 3:45 AM I was woken up because she was blaring loud music and had a mini-party raging. WHO THE HELL DOES THAT IN AN APARTMENT BUILDING??? What a moron. So I got up and was livid. It seriously woke me up out of a deep sleep. Immediately I thought about calling the cops, but then I thought that calling the police would be a pretty extreme jackass move on my part and the party broke up about fifteen minutes later. So the cops would have never gotten there in time anyways. Ugh.
So now I am just going to sit back and slowly plot my revenge on her. Maybe some night when I don't have to work the next morning I'll exercise above her bedroom at 2 AM, or maybe I will move some furniture at 5 AM, or maybe I'll drop marbles on the hardwood floor over and over and over for hours one night. I will have my revenge!
I. HATE. HER.
Last night at 3:45 AM I was woken up because she was blaring loud music and had a mini-party raging. WHO THE HELL DOES THAT IN AN APARTMENT BUILDING??? What a moron. So I got up and was livid. It seriously woke me up out of a deep sleep. Immediately I thought about calling the cops, but then I thought that calling the police would be a pretty extreme jackass move on my part and the party broke up about fifteen minutes later. So the cops would have never gotten there in time anyways. Ugh.
So now I am just going to sit back and slowly plot my revenge on her. Maybe some night when I don't have to work the next morning I'll exercise above her bedroom at 2 AM, or maybe I will move some furniture at 5 AM, or maybe I'll drop marbles on the hardwood floor over and over and over for hours one night. I will have my revenge!
I. HATE. HER.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Beautiful Day
I am exhausted. This entire day was spent walking. My legs hate me right now. HATE ME. I spent the day walking around the Minnesota Zoo with Isabella. She loves the zoo, as do I. It’s so much fun. I was disappointed though because the last two times I’ve been there the otters (which are my favorite) were sleeping, and once again…they were sleeping this time as well. Damn it. They have a new Minnesota trail open now which has raccoons, beavers, and a bald eagle among other animals. My dad would have gone ape shit for the bald eagle. He goes crazy for them. When we are driving somewhere he gets all excited when he spots an eagle flying. More than a few times he’s tried to take pictures of them which only turns out to be a little brown spec on a blue backdrop. Isabella could have cared less about the eagle, but she was a little freaked out by the owl. I don’t know where her fear of owls comes from, but she gets tense around them big time. In a way it’s sad, but in a way it’s hilarious. Evil I know.
After the zoo we headed over to the Mall of America. They were having the “2008 Knit Off”. All these ladies were frantically knitting when the Emcee yelled “go” and their families were cheering. It was bizarre. Very bizarre. All you could hear was the clacking of the knitting needles at a frantic pace. One woman collapsed and was surrounded by EMT’s. Apparently the slip-stitch was just too much for her to take. The place was packed, so I quickly lost interest in the mall.
It was a good day. On the car ride home Isabella looked at me and said that she had a beautiful day. Ahh, the little moments. Enjoy them while you can.
After the zoo we headed over to the Mall of America. They were having the “2008 Knit Off”. All these ladies were frantically knitting when the Emcee yelled “go” and their families were cheering. It was bizarre. Very bizarre. All you could hear was the clacking of the knitting needles at a frantic pace. One woman collapsed and was surrounded by EMT’s. Apparently the slip-stitch was just too much for her to take. The place was packed, so I quickly lost interest in the mall.
It was a good day. On the car ride home Isabella looked at me and said that she had a beautiful day. Ahh, the little moments. Enjoy them while you can.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
V Day
Today is Valentine’s Day.
It’s a tough day overall. It was my mom’s favorite holiday. So while everyone is happy and smiling and laughing through the day, it’s just another day that’s a painful reminder of what I’ve lost. Not that a day goes by that I’m not reminded of her in some manner.
I worked out again today. It’s kind of fun in a strange way. Who knew?
Overall, everything has been really low key today. I watched “Survivor” tonight. I always love “Survivor” until it gets to the point where they are eating bugs and pig guts. Then I’m done. It’s just too gross for me to watch. So I’ll be a faithful fan until then, then I will switch back to “Smallville” and “Ugly Betty”. I feel like puking just thinking about it now. Ish.
Well, off to bed. Tomorrow will be a better day. Hopefully.
It’s a tough day overall. It was my mom’s favorite holiday. So while everyone is happy and smiling and laughing through the day, it’s just another day that’s a painful reminder of what I’ve lost. Not that a day goes by that I’m not reminded of her in some manner.
I worked out again today. It’s kind of fun in a strange way. Who knew?
Overall, everything has been really low key today. I watched “Survivor” tonight. I always love “Survivor” until it gets to the point where they are eating bugs and pig guts. Then I’m done. It’s just too gross for me to watch. So I’ll be a faithful fan until then, then I will switch back to “Smallville” and “Ugly Betty”. I feel like puking just thinking about it now. Ish.
Well, off to bed. Tomorrow will be a better day. Hopefully.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Work Out
I worked out. I actually went to the gym and I worked out. I bet it’s cold in hell because it’s freezing over right now. Who would have thought? Damn.
This morning I weighed myself. Did you hear the screams as I flung my body over the side of the tub in a failed suicide attempt? I figured if it looked like an accident my family would still get the life insurance money. Apparently I suck at trying to kill myself because here I am blogging my fat little heart out. Damn it all. I’m not even going to tell you how much I weigh. But, I will say this…it is horrifying. Across the board grotesque. I feel like Jabba the Hut. No lie.
So I went to the gym. All day I was kind of excited to go to the gym (crazy I know) and also kind of dreading going to the gym. Nothing is ever black and white in my world. There is a lot of gray. My legs were pretty upset with me all day. I think they knew what was going to happen to them and they were not happy about it. I kept talking to my legs all day saying things like “it’s going to be alright.” “don’t worry guys, we’re in this together.” and “some day you will thank me for this.” It’s like when the dog knows it’s going to the vet, even though you never told him.
I did 10 minutes on the bike, 12 minutes on the treadmill, and 10 minutes on the elliptical machine. Not a grueling workout by any extreme but it was plenty for my first trip to the gym. I was fine on the bike. But, I started to get leg pains on the treadmill. And worst of all, I almost wiped out on the treadmill. I don’t recommend putzing around with your iPod while on a treadmill. That is a recipe for disaster. And then finally the elliptical. At about two minutes on the elliptical I wanted to die. Seriously. I thought the cleaning crew was going to find my slumped over body tomorrow morning. Then I got fired up and pushed through the pain and then at about seven and a half minutes I was back to being a wreck. But, I kept focused and kept going for the ten minutes. Now ten minutes is really nothing. I know that. But, let me tell you this…it’s one hell of a shock to the system when you go from being a complete slug to being a sexy beast of movement..
Afterwards when I got home I had quite a bit of energy. I did two loads of laundry, cleaned up the kitchen including all the dishes (which I hate doing), tackled the out of control mail pile, and cleaned up the living room.
My legs are killing me now. I’m heading to bed in a few minutes. I’m going to take some Tylenol and Advil and try to dull the pain so I can hopefully get some sleep. I love pills. Sick, huh? I do. I don’t care what it is…if it’s a pill I want to take it. I think that is why I love M&M’s and Skittles so much. They are in the shape of pills. I’ll probably end up having to go to rehab for my addiction to Tylenol and Advil, but hey…at least I’ll be skinny!
By the way…anyone watch “Project Runway” tonight? Don’t even get me started.
This morning I weighed myself. Did you hear the screams as I flung my body over the side of the tub in a failed suicide attempt? I figured if it looked like an accident my family would still get the life insurance money. Apparently I suck at trying to kill myself because here I am blogging my fat little heart out. Damn it all. I’m not even going to tell you how much I weigh. But, I will say this…it is horrifying. Across the board grotesque. I feel like Jabba the Hut. No lie.
So I went to the gym. All day I was kind of excited to go to the gym (crazy I know) and also kind of dreading going to the gym. Nothing is ever black and white in my world. There is a lot of gray. My legs were pretty upset with me all day. I think they knew what was going to happen to them and they were not happy about it. I kept talking to my legs all day saying things like “it’s going to be alright.” “don’t worry guys, we’re in this together.” and “some day you will thank me for this.” It’s like when the dog knows it’s going to the vet, even though you never told him.
I did 10 minutes on the bike, 12 minutes on the treadmill, and 10 minutes on the elliptical machine. Not a grueling workout by any extreme but it was plenty for my first trip to the gym. I was fine on the bike. But, I started to get leg pains on the treadmill. And worst of all, I almost wiped out on the treadmill. I don’t recommend putzing around with your iPod while on a treadmill. That is a recipe for disaster. And then finally the elliptical. At about two minutes on the elliptical I wanted to die. Seriously. I thought the cleaning crew was going to find my slumped over body tomorrow morning. Then I got fired up and pushed through the pain and then at about seven and a half minutes I was back to being a wreck. But, I kept focused and kept going for the ten minutes. Now ten minutes is really nothing. I know that. But, let me tell you this…it’s one hell of a shock to the system when you go from being a complete slug to being a sexy beast of movement..
Afterwards when I got home I had quite a bit of energy. I did two loads of laundry, cleaned up the kitchen including all the dishes (which I hate doing), tackled the out of control mail pile, and cleaned up the living room.
My legs are killing me now. I’m heading to bed in a few minutes. I’m going to take some Tylenol and Advil and try to dull the pain so I can hopefully get some sleep. I love pills. Sick, huh? I do. I don’t care what it is…if it’s a pill I want to take it. I think that is why I love M&M’s and Skittles so much. They are in the shape of pills. I’ll probably end up having to go to rehab for my addiction to Tylenol and Advil, but hey…at least I’ll be skinny!
By the way…anyone watch “Project Runway” tonight? Don’t even get me started.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
The Next Step.
Next week are the auditions for “Last Comic Standing”. I’m debating about going down and auditioning. I’m fine with the auditioning part…it’s the standing outside in a line for hours and hours in the freezing cold that is making me have second thoughts. I don’t mind standing and waiting. But, I do mind freezing to death. This past week has been record lows. And I am talking lows. As in well below zero and wind chills hovering around -40. That is chilly and jokes don’t keep you warm. Plus, it’s really hard to perform when all your limbs have turned black and fallen off due to frostbite.
I want to do it though. Not that I think I would make it very far in the competition, because, well…let’s be honest…all the ones that advance are highly professional comedians. They all have had numerous specials on comedy central, they have been on the touring circuit for years, and they are pretty far along in their careers. They are hardly being discovered as “new and up and coming” as the show would have you believe. But, I do think it would be a great experience and offer some new insight into the business. Plus, knowing how my life works…I would probably get a few killer stories out of it. Something to think about. Always thinking.
Tonight I watched “The Biggest Loser”. I love that show. It makes me think that there is hope yet if you are overweight (which I am). I get so fired up for that show. I want to meet Bob and Jillian. I want to be friends with Bob and Jillian. I “heart” Bob and Jillian.
Tomorrow I might step on the scale. I took it out of the box tonight and put it in the bathroom. I hear it taunting me. “Come and step on me Jason….you know you want to…just do it….it won’t hurt…trust me, Jason”. But, I know it’s going to be gruesome and if I do it before bed, I won’t sleep at all. Tomorrow morning…maybe.
I want to do it though. Not that I think I would make it very far in the competition, because, well…let’s be honest…all the ones that advance are highly professional comedians. They all have had numerous specials on comedy central, they have been on the touring circuit for years, and they are pretty far along in their careers. They are hardly being discovered as “new and up and coming” as the show would have you believe. But, I do think it would be a great experience and offer some new insight into the business. Plus, knowing how my life works…I would probably get a few killer stories out of it. Something to think about. Always thinking.
Tonight I watched “The Biggest Loser”. I love that show. It makes me think that there is hope yet if you are overweight (which I am). I get so fired up for that show. I want to meet Bob and Jillian. I want to be friends with Bob and Jillian. I “heart” Bob and Jillian.
Tomorrow I might step on the scale. I took it out of the box tonight and put it in the bathroom. I hear it taunting me. “Come and step on me Jason….you know you want to…just do it….it won’t hurt…trust me, Jason”. But, I know it’s going to be gruesome and if I do it before bed, I won’t sleep at all. Tomorrow morning…maybe.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Eh.
I bought a scale. I figured it’s time to bite the bullet and assess the damages. It’s not possible to fix a problem without knowing exactly what the circumstances are.
The scale is still in the box. I’m scared to take it out and face the truth of the situation.
Mondays are the worst day of the week, I think. I hate Monday’s. I hate everything about Monday’s. It was so hard to get out of bed this morning. This weekend was so cold. Just the thought of going outside makes my eyes bug out and gives me a slight heart attack. I hate winter almost as much as I hate Mondays.
I wonder if I have a seasonal disorder or something. I am always moody and depressed in winter. I have no energy to do anything. I don’t feel like blogging. I don’t feel like performing. I just want to sit on the couch and watch TV. I’m a mess.
By the way…I’m addicted to “American Gladiators”. How sad is that? I think Evan is going to sweep the competition.
The scale is still in the box. I’m scared to take it out and face the truth of the situation.
Mondays are the worst day of the week, I think. I hate Monday’s. I hate everything about Monday’s. It was so hard to get out of bed this morning. This weekend was so cold. Just the thought of going outside makes my eyes bug out and gives me a slight heart attack. I hate winter almost as much as I hate Mondays.
I wonder if I have a seasonal disorder or something. I am always moody and depressed in winter. I have no energy to do anything. I don’t feel like blogging. I don’t feel like performing. I just want to sit on the couch and watch TV. I’m a mess.
By the way…I’m addicted to “American Gladiators”. How sad is that? I think Evan is going to sweep the competition.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Questions
Last night I was watching "Dirt" on F/X. I had never seen it before, so I was chilling on the couch catching the marathon. I love TV marathons. I can lay there for hours and hours...just like a slug.
Anyway...Isabella comes and sits next to me and we are talking. Then this guy starts going crazy on TV. She looks at me and asks..."What's wrong with him?" I said "He's on drugs. And they are making him crazy." She looks at me and her face gets really serious and she says "I don't want to be on drugs." I thought that is probably a smart move so I replied with "No, don't take drugs. Drugs are bad." After a few minutes, she looks at me and asks "Is uncle Jeremy on drugs?" I laughed and told her "No, I don't think so. Why?" And once again she gets dead serious and says "Because he is crazy."
Ahhh...the thoughts of a four year old.
And for the record, Jeremy is not on drugs. He is crazy though. No lie.
Anyway...Isabella comes and sits next to me and we are talking. Then this guy starts going crazy on TV. She looks at me and asks..."What's wrong with him?" I said "He's on drugs. And they are making him crazy." She looks at me and her face gets really serious and she says "I don't want to be on drugs." I thought that is probably a smart move so I replied with "No, don't take drugs. Drugs are bad." After a few minutes, she looks at me and asks "Is uncle Jeremy on drugs?" I laughed and told her "No, I don't think so. Why?" And once again she gets dead serious and says "Because he is crazy."
Ahhh...the thoughts of a four year old.
And for the record, Jeremy is not on drugs. He is crazy though. No lie.
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
Hungry Like The Wolf - Meeting Simon LeBon
Simon LeBon of Duran Duran and Me! International Rock Stars!It’s not every day that you meet an international rock star that ruled the airwaves while you were growing up. Today I met Simon LeBon from Duran Duran. In the 80’s I was a massive Duran Duran fan. Their poster’s lined the walls of our basement TV room. In the 90’s they returned to my CD player with “The Wedding Album” featuring two of my favorite songs of all time “Ordinary World” and “Come Undone”. The greatest hits album is a classic, filled with hit songs. Much of my life has been spent with Duran Duran as the soundtrack.
I was told yesterday that Simon was making an appearance at Cities97 today. I went home and rounded up my Duran Duran CD’s and tried to figure out which one to have him autograph if I got the chance. I decided to go with “Red Carpet Massacre” their latest release.
Simon was supposed to arrive around 4:30ish, so I was shocked to see him standing in the lobby when I returned from my break at 3:45. He was about an hour early. There were a few minutes of silence as he patiently sat reading a book in the waiting room next to my desk. After about two minutes I couldn’t take it anymore and I started to talk to him. I said “Hello Simon, how are you today?” and he poked his head out from around the corner and said he was fine and asked how I was. Then he went back to reading. Well…since I think everyone is my best friend, I started talking some more and asking him tons of questions about the album and the band and upcoming plans. Eventually he just gave up on the book and came and stood at my desk so we could talk easier.
Then I told him that I really enjoyed the new album and said “Wow, what are the odds of this. I just happen to have “Red Carpet Massacre” right here. Would you sign it?” as I pulled the CD from under the counter. Simon laughed and said “Yeah, what ARE the odds of that? Sure. What’s your name?” and I told him my name and we talked some more. He signed my CD by writing “For Jason, Cheers, Simon LeBon” and he added a smiley face. HILARIOUS! I asked him if they are planning on touring and he said they are starting in May in Oz and then hitting North America over the summer. I looked at him and said “I hope Minnesota is on your map” and he said it was.
After a little while longer AJ came down to take Simon up to the studios. As he was getting into the elevator he looked back, waved, and said “Ciao, Jason”.
When Mark, the record label rep, arrived I told him that I wanted to get a picture taken with Simon. He said sure and for me to just come up and take it when I have a minute. So I called Sarah to cover the front desk and headed upstairs. Once upstairs I found Simon and Mark and our music director hanging out in the break room. As I walked in Simon looked at me and said hi and I responded with “Hi Simon, I’m back!” So Mark told him that I wanted a picture and Simon said sure and then suggested that we take it in front of the vending machines. So we are getting ready for the picture and Simon says that we should put our arms out in front of us. I thought it was funny so I did it. It’s a freakin’ classic picture. I love it. Then Mark said we need to do a regular one. So we took it and I looked like a complete idiot. So I said to Simon “Ummm, Simon, we need to take a new one. I look like I’m being electrocuted.” Simon looked at it and said “Bloody hell. I look fuckin fantastic in that picture. Just Photoshop it” I looked at him and said “Yeah, see Simon….this really isn’t about you. This is about me. It’s not every day that I meet an international…” Simon cuts me off and said “Careful now…rock star?” I laughed and said “Yes, rock star.” So we retake the picture and he asked if I was ok with it. I was. I told him that he will be my new screen saver on my computer. He laughed. I said “Well not everyone gets that honor. Right now it’s Dolly Parton.” He just looked at me and said “Ooooo…she’s a good one.” I laughed and said “I know.” And then I said goodbye and headed back downstairs.
Later when he was being interviewed by Brian Oake on Cities97 the tour was brought up and Simon said “And Minnesota is on our map”. Hello? Almost word for word with what I said to him earlier! Clearly I do have great influence on international rock stars. Awesome.
I was told yesterday that Simon was making an appearance at Cities97 today. I went home and rounded up my Duran Duran CD’s and tried to figure out which one to have him autograph if I got the chance. I decided to go with “Red Carpet Massacre” their latest release.
Simon was supposed to arrive around 4:30ish, so I was shocked to see him standing in the lobby when I returned from my break at 3:45. He was about an hour early. There were a few minutes of silence as he patiently sat reading a book in the waiting room next to my desk. After about two minutes I couldn’t take it anymore and I started to talk to him. I said “Hello Simon, how are you today?” and he poked his head out from around the corner and said he was fine and asked how I was. Then he went back to reading. Well…since I think everyone is my best friend, I started talking some more and asking him tons of questions about the album and the band and upcoming plans. Eventually he just gave up on the book and came and stood at my desk so we could talk easier.
Then I told him that I really enjoyed the new album and said “Wow, what are the odds of this. I just happen to have “Red Carpet Massacre” right here. Would you sign it?” as I pulled the CD from under the counter. Simon laughed and said “Yeah, what ARE the odds of that? Sure. What’s your name?” and I told him my name and we talked some more. He signed my CD by writing “For Jason, Cheers, Simon LeBon” and he added a smiley face. HILARIOUS! I asked him if they are planning on touring and he said they are starting in May in Oz and then hitting North America over the summer. I looked at him and said “I hope Minnesota is on your map” and he said it was.
After a little while longer AJ came down to take Simon up to the studios. As he was getting into the elevator he looked back, waved, and said “Ciao, Jason”.
When Mark, the record label rep, arrived I told him that I wanted to get a picture taken with Simon. He said sure and for me to just come up and take it when I have a minute. So I called Sarah to cover the front desk and headed upstairs. Once upstairs I found Simon and Mark and our music director hanging out in the break room. As I walked in Simon looked at me and said hi and I responded with “Hi Simon, I’m back!” So Mark told him that I wanted a picture and Simon said sure and then suggested that we take it in front of the vending machines. So we are getting ready for the picture and Simon says that we should put our arms out in front of us. I thought it was funny so I did it. It’s a freakin’ classic picture. I love it. Then Mark said we need to do a regular one. So we took it and I looked like a complete idiot. So I said to Simon “Ummm, Simon, we need to take a new one. I look like I’m being electrocuted.” Simon looked at it and said “Bloody hell. I look fuckin fantastic in that picture. Just Photoshop it” I looked at him and said “Yeah, see Simon….this really isn’t about you. This is about me. It’s not every day that I meet an international…” Simon cuts me off and said “Careful now…rock star?” I laughed and said “Yes, rock star.” So we retake the picture and he asked if I was ok with it. I was. I told him that he will be my new screen saver on my computer. He laughed. I said “Well not everyone gets that honor. Right now it’s Dolly Parton.” He just looked at me and said “Ooooo…she’s a good one.” I laughed and said “I know.” And then I said goodbye and headed back downstairs.
Later when he was being interviewed by Brian Oake on Cities97 the tour was brought up and Simon said “And Minnesota is on our map”. Hello? Almost word for word with what I said to him earlier! Clearly I do have great influence on international rock stars. Awesome.
Simon Lebon Pictures
Simon LeBon and Me!
I look like I'm being electrocuted...so I made him retake the picture. I was beyond starstruck.
Simon LeBon and Me!
Best friends for life!
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