Just checked Facebook to try and find that interview to listen to....and there you were....with another (written) interview. That smile of yours makes me melt inside to a puddle of goo, ya know that?? It truly does. Always has, always will. You may not have any HAIR on your head, and no TEETH someday, but ya know what? That SCHNOZ is the whole thing, along with those EYES of yours. Nothing else matters.
Now, be a good little troubadour, and turn on the video camera, sit there just like that, and TALK to me, will ya??? Tell me what's going on in that creative, awesome head of yours. I've always wanted to know how you think and what makes you tick with so much creativity all the time. I'm one of those uber-creative types too, so I want to compare notes with ya.
Ah well, I guess the whole "Journeyopoly" game that I painstakingly created over 4 months of my life last summer, with the objective of the game being to get Journey into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, is pretty MOOT at this point, since you don't really LIKE the R&R Hall of Fame according to this interview, am I right?
Ya BUM! NOW what the hell am I gonna get you for your birthday?! Sheesh. I wanted to be original, and do something cool that nobody else ever did, and send you something NOBODY ELSE COULD---something truly original and that you don't already HAVE. Dammit. Maybe I should still send it to you, with an apology letter for that faux pas. I didn't know that you didn't like the R&R Hall of Fame. WTF is wrong with you?! hehehe Ok ok, you're entitled to that (erroneous) opinion, so I'll leave you alone, but wow, you're a tough cookie sometimes.
I gotta get you a card. Or maybe I'll MAKE one here on the computer. I don't know.
That photo of you just makes me want to plant a big, wet, sloppy kiss all over your face.
Gotta scoot. Talk to ya later, gator. Get busy with that new vlog of yours, will ya?? I'm DYIN' OVAH HEAH.
Love, Rebecca
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