HOLY CRAP!! I GET TO MEET THE BOYS IN JOURNEY SOON!! YAY!!

Holy CRAP!! Pete just surprised the HECK outta me--not only did he get us "pit tickets" (1st thru 5th row from stage) to see JOURNEY in concert this August, but he splurged and got us both the VIP package----which includes a backstage pre-show party and photo op with THE BOYS OF THE BAND!!! And a bag of merchandise, and a t-shirt!!! Holy CRAP!! Now I just gotta lose 500 pounds, Get hair extensions, a nose job AND liposuction!!!


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Hello Stephen,  I am GEEKED!!  WOO HOO!!! YAYYYY!!! AUGUST 27th!!! YAYYYY!!!


Yes, this is what I wrote on Facebook last night, after Pete surprised me.  He said, "Happy Birthday and Anniversary..." so hey, that's fine with me! I was stunned, to say the least.  I said, "Good GOD man, are you CRAZY?! Steve Perry isn't even WITH THEM anymore, don't you KNOW that?! Why pay an arm and a leg for the other guys, when we'll have to sell the friggin' MERCEDES to see Steve's next solo tour anyway?!"


(YOU WILL BE THERE, WON'T YOU STEPHEN?! JUST TO SAY HI TO ME?! COME ON!! NOW IS YOUR CHANCE!!! I'LL BE THERE IN THE PIT, WAITING FOR YOU TO SHOW UP!) Just wear some sexy sunglasses, and a mustache, nobody will notice you, seriously, and hey, I think I've told you before that I'm trained in security, so I'll tackle anybody to the ground who does.


I told Pete we could have just gotten nosebleed seats and I would have been ecstatic! (I have met Neal and Jon and Ross several times over the years, had my photo taken with 'em, etc., so it's no big whoop...I just haven't met Arnel yet).  So, this time I guess I'll get to meet him too, which is cool.  I can dig it.


Have YOU met Arnel yet?! 


HOLY BALLS, I would have loved to have been a fly on the wall during that meeting!!  Seriously.  I picture you tight-lipped, stoic, rather stand-offish, as he reaches out his hand to you to shake it, probably gushing with his Philippine accent, telling you how happy he is to meet you and that he's loved your music and voice forever, and he hopes he can live up to the legacy you've left behind, etc., as you roll your eyeballs and nod and smile, thinking, "Yeah yeah yeah, whatever, just give me the royalty check and residuals for my part of the gig, and I'll be on my way outta this popsicle stand, you little pipsqueak Asian man."


HA! Yeah, that would be something I'd actually pay money to witness.


Arnel really DOES love you, ya know, and he's so damned cute...he is so innocent and sweet...he has no idea about the den of lions he currently shares, does he?! Kinda makes ya wanna warn the poor schlub.  Maybe he's found out by now.


Anyway, so I said to Pete, after his big annoucement, "I guess we can't afford to buy a friggin' house right now, huh? We've just spent the down payment on Journey tickets!" Then I added, "You don't even KNOW what kind of Pandora's box you just opened, my friend, now I'm gonna need a whole new WARDROBE, some stiletto heels, liposuction, hair extensions, a nose job, and a slight dose of Anorexia...just for a couple weeks." hehehehe


Cripes, those buddies-in-the-band of yours are GREEDY little bastages.  I mean, sure, they gotta split it with Foreigner and Night Ranger, but come ON, $350 bucks PER TICKET?! Why not just request a pint of blood and my first born child?? JEEZUS.  Not only THAT, but it's an OUTDOOR PAVILION for cripes' sake.  I've been there once before, to see the Mayhem Tour, with Disturbed...it's a nice site, but it's OUTDOORS. The pavilion is covered, though, which is where we'll be.


I mean, okay, if YOU get a cut of that $350 bucks, I'll be happy and shut up about it.  But if you DON'T, I'm gonna rip 'em all a new one when I get backstage.


Damn I am old. I remember when tickets cost $15-30 bucks, and $30 was outrageous even for decent floor seats, in row M. I think that's where I sat, as a matter of fact, when I saw you guys perform the very first time----it was on October 8, 1986, in Detroit at the Joe Lewis Arena. Raised on Radio tour.  I was 18. Of course, being the sneaky little hag that I am, I ran up to some empty seats closer to the stage as the show progressed, and sat in row D instead, but hey, M wasn't bad either.  I guess I'm just greedy too, what can I say?!  (So sue me).


You were my FIRST, you gorgeous hunk of man.  My very first concert experience.
I guess that's why I love/lust you so much. A woman never forgets her first!!


FANTASY TIME......I've been known to write some naughty smut in my day, so I thought I might make you smile by writing a short couple of paragraphs for ya today...just for the hell of it.


(cue fantasy dream music here)...your eyes flutter as you close them tightly in order to feel the warmth of my naughtiness in my words....and here we go...(oh, but you should open your eyes now, so you can READ IT)...ahem...


You walk into the room.  Skip the "Oooh and ahh" crap, I've met you twice already. You're just a man who puts his pants on one leg at a time. (Or melts yourself into them, they're so damned tight).


I say, "So, Stephen, how the hell are ya? I've heard you like blow jobs."


You say, "I'm fine.  But you're wrong. I happen to love them."


I say, "Then hot diggity, just drop trou my friend, and lemme go to town on your naughty bits."


You drop trou.  I go to town.  You then hand me a wedding ring and exclaim that I'm the best BJ you've ever had in your LIFE. And you write a song dedicated to me.


THE END!!


Yayyyyyyyyyy.....ah well, I could totally elaborate another 50 pages about it, but that's the condensed version.  I love giving oral, did I mention that?!  One of my favorite things...especially when you have an ALTOID MINT in each cheek....ooh lala. Have you ever had one with that little OOMPH added to it?  Betcha haven't.  And if I LOSE the bet, I'll owe ya TWO BJ's.  How's THAT for a deal?!


Ya just can't beat it with a stick.


Well, I'm off to clean a very messy house, because the home owners are showing it to another potential buyer tomorrow afternoon...I'm freakin' out...Pete said, "Don't clean it TOO WELL, or we might be on the street with nowhere to go if they like it too much!!"


So I've been procrastinating. Had a nice Reuben sammich for lunch, mmmmm. Happy St. Patty's Day, by the way.  If you're not wearing green, you Portugese Puss, consider yourself PINCHED!!  (I love aliteration too). <-- English major in college don'tchaknow.  *WINK*


Bye for now.


Love, Rebecca