Saturday, October 11, 2008





Christ on a cracker I am back to being a groupie.

How the hell did this happen?

SCM came back, he was not involved in a band and he was going to spend all his free time catering to my every need and whim. That was working for me.

Just when I was getting accustomed to being treated like the princess I so clearly am, he informed me of his great opportunity fill in as lead singer with a band next weekend.

As I offered the expected congratulations, best wishes and go break a legs, I see there has appeared a crestfallen look upon his face.

"What?"

"Aren't you going to come and watch?"

"Not, feelin' it, no."


Obviously that was the incorrect answer because holy dickhead batman, did I get some guilt filled shit.

So after hearing how I should support him and how he was counting on me being there and how important it was to him.

I finally agreed.

Just to get him to shut the fuck up.

So now I need to pull out the tight jeans, high heels and my black fedora and go hang out in a smoky bar with drunkin 25 year olds sloshing and hanging all over everyone.

Oh joy.

I was hoping he would have outgrown the shit.....apparently not.

6 comments:

Burfica said...

I'm just picturing you in 80's big hair and punk/hot pink clothing. hahahahahhaa

TLP said...

Yeah, but you kinda think he's hot on stage, right?

Libby said...

yeah, chris, i think tlp has it, unfortunately...i have a theory on guys who play the bass guitar, but that's for another time...

Slick said...

Hhhmmm....

Sounds fun, count me in?!

Olly said...

Ugh...Middle age rock star thing at your house, too, eh? Desparate Housewives did a bit on their show last night about it.

Why is it that they don't understand the bar full of 19 - 25 year olds are laughing at (not with) people our age being there?

Christine said...

Exactly Olly. It isn't even fun anymore. I don't need to reminded that I will never have a 21 year old butt again.