Meeting Jessica Simpson Again.

Jessica Simpson came into the K102 studios on Monday to do some promotion for her new country album. I love Jessica. I have all her albums and I even have Newlywed’s on DVD. Yes, I am a fan. I can say it loud and proud!

Mary and I waited downstairs for her. After standing there for a few minutes, they arrived and it was difficult for me to contain my excitement. One of two things happen when I meet someone famous…either I get really giddy and say something incredibly stupid or I get really wide-eyed and quiet. This time I was quiet. Mary and I greeted them and did quick introductions. Jessica gave me a hug. Yes, you read that right…I got a hug from Jessica Simpson. I’ll give you all a moment to stew in your jealousy.

*Sits and hums “Come on Over” (the new Jessica Simpson single).*

Ok…ready to hear the rest of the story?

So we hop into the elevator and shoot up to our floor. We head down to the studio and I get to sit in and listen to the interview (which can be heard on the K102 website) and it’s good. The interview covers topics all over the map ranging from the new album, the “9 to 5” ordeal, to the tabloid rumors, and mosquitoes. Unfortunately, I had to head back downstairs because of a meeting. I hate it when work gets in the way of hanging out with famous people. Ugh.

After a little bit, Mary calls and tells me to come back up if I want to have a picture taken with Jessica. So I grab my camera and fly back upstairs. Who doesn’t want their picture taken with Jessica? Uhhh…no one...that’s who. Now, the last time she was here two years ago I had my picture taken with her, and yes – truth be told, it was my screen saver on my computer for months. I printed out the photo as an 8 x 10 and brought it along with me for her to autograph. Smart, I know.

I get up to the production studio and I hear music being played really loud. So I stand by the door for a moment and then Mary opens the doors tells me to come in. Here they are listening to her new album that doesn’t come out until September. Are you kidding me? I’m in a private listening party for Jessica Simpson? It’s just her, her friend, the record label rep., our program director, Mary, and myself. Unreal. Jessica is sitting there singing along to the CD and everyone is just listening and enjoying it. It sounds really great. It’s going to be an amazing album. She is the new Shania Twain…easily. It’s going to be a huge album.

So now it’s time for her to go and I tell her about how she was here the last time and we took a photo and ask her if she will sign it. She says of course she will sign it. As I’m pulling out the picture from the folder I look at her and say “Ok, be warned. We are really cute in this picture.” She looks at me and then looks at the picture and says “Wow! We are really cute!” And we talk about her hair and I told her that it doesn’t matter because she always looks good and we laugh. We laugh like we’ve been friends for years.

Finally she stands next to me to take a new picture. Then her friend says to hold on a minute because her bra is showing. I look at her and say “Well you gotta fix that because this ain’t that kind of photo.” We laugh some more and take the picture. It turned out pretty good. I have to get it printed yet…maybe tonight. Then Mary says that the next time she comes back she will have to sign that one as well. Jessica agreed. Awesome.

Then as we were all leaving I quickly said my good bye and she said it was nice to see me again. She is so nice. I “heart” Jessica Simpson. I don’t care what anyone says about her. She is seriously a riot. Crazy but true.

Seen at the Deli

On Friday I was down at the deli on the ground floor in the building I work in. It’s super expensive…nothing like giving your right arm for a sandwich, but sometimes you just give in and pay for the convenience.

As I walked in I noticed this woman standing in line to pay. She lit up when she saw me. A grin from ear to ear. Immediately I knew what was coming. I tried not to look at her and pretended not to notice. I could tell she wanted to talk to me. As I tried to quickly walk past her she blurted out “I think you’re really talented.” I stopped and turned back to her and said “I’m sorry, but I’m not Crisco.” I get it all the freakin’ time. I work for Clear Channel and we have seven radio stations. One of which is KDWB. Crisco is one of the sidekicks on the Dave Ryan Morning Show. Basically he is the guy they send out to do all the really stupid stuff. One of his more infamous stunts was eating cheese off of someone’s ass crack. Of all the people in the world to confuse me with, why do I need to be mistaken for a guy who eats cheese off of people’s asses? Christ. Anyways…we are both big guys and we do kinda look alike in a weird way, so it happens all the time. After working here for two years I’m used to it. The woman looks at me and says “I know that. I’ve seen you perform stand up a few times and I think you are hilarious.” I could have died on the spot. I felt like such a jackass. Seriously. But, to be honest, being recognized at D. Brien’s Deli for my stand up comedy is pretty weird. So we talked for a few minutes and I explained how I’m always mistaken for Crisco and how people don’t believe that I’m not him and we laughed about it. Then as I was walking away she was telling the people she was with how funny I am and totally talking me up. Sweet. So I went and stood by the coffee machines so I could overhear her. It was awkward because I don’t drink coffee.

She was really nice and if she is reading this by chance…thank you for saying hi. It made my day. Stand up comedy is hard and many times a performer becomes filled with self doubt and moments like that keep you going. Thank you.

So there it is. My first truly “out of the blue recognized by a fan in public moment” and I blew it. Dammit.

lost

I have been listening to this song non-stop since Tuesday. Words cannot express how much I love this song. Amazing.

Lost
by Coldplay

Just because I'm losing
Doesn't mean I'm lost
Doesn't mean I'll stop
Doesn't mean I will cross

Just because I'm hurting
Doesn't mean I'm hurt
Doesn't mean I didn't get what I deserve
No better and no worse

I just got lost
Every river that I've tried to cross
Every door I ever tried was locked
Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the shine wears off...

You might be a big fish
In a little pond
Doesn't mean you've won
'Cause along may come
A bigger one
And you'll be lost

Every river that you tried to cross
Every gun you ever held went off
Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the firing starts
Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the shine wears off
Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the shine wears off
Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the shine wears off…

Miguel

Welcome to the world Miguel!

My nephew was born on May 20, 2008.

Echo

I love this song. It is brilliant.

“Echo” – Cyndi Lauper, Bring Ya To The Brink.

Woke up to the clock
What knob makes it stop
Time to be aware
Time to just be there
You go, go , go, go
I go, go , go, go
Conversations rare
Trail off in the air
Echo, echo, home, home

All that rolls our way
Wheels that time will play
Happiness grows back
Heartache leaves a scratch
You go. go, go, go
I go, go, go, go
Every place I go
Never told you so
Echo, echo, home, home

All of my days, all of my life
Standing by you
All of my days, all of my life
I will find you
All of my days, all of my life
Standing by you
All of my days, all of my life
Landing next to you

When you're on the top
Notice what you've got
I will be your frail
When your on the trail
You go. go, go, go
I go, go, go , go
Every thing you know
Everywhere you go
Echo, echo, home, home

All of my days, all of my life
Standing by you
All of my days, all of my life
I will find you
All of my days, all of my life
Standing by you
All of my days, all of my life
Landing next to you

All of my days, all of my life
Standing by you
All of my days, all of my life
I will find you
All of my days, all of my life
Standing by you
All of my days, all of my life
Landing next to you

All of my days
I will find you

I go from the top
You go from the top
Once more ‘til we try
Never like to stop