Here's an idea for ya...

Hi Steve,

Hey, I had an idea....something you might NOT like, but I'm just gonna toss it out there....(I've got nothing to lose, and it might be something you actually LIKE)....

What if you were to go on that Celebrity Apprentice t.v. show?

Now, before you cringe in horror, (as I did when this thought struck me), my thought is this...

Your charity work is something that you could further contribute to, via that show, AND you'd get some really great PR, right BEFORE you go on a new tour (my own wishful thinking), or just to get that new album out there, KILLING and surpassing any sales that Journey might make this year from THEIR shifty shenanigans.

Honestly, Stephen, I really hate Donald Trump.  I have never watched that show, not even ONCE, because I cannot stand him.  But, right now George Takei is on it (and I absolutely LOVE him), as well as Penn Gillette, (who is pretty cool too), but my favorite is Lisa Lampanelli, and I hope she wins.  I still cannot bring myself to watch though.  It just makes me feel all diseased and creepy crawly gross.

Pete tried to get me to watch this show tonight, but I said, "Sorry, can't do it, hate that Trump idiot, can't stand half the people who are on it, and why make charities compete for one lump of money, when every one of those assholes has more than enough money to help them ALL???"

But----before you shoot the idea down, hear me out for a minute....please?

So while it DOES make me feel rather ill, the thought was, "Since "The Donald" is such a schmuck, you could totally BAG THAT IDIOT by USING HIM and plugging your new album, doing a little song and dance here and there for the fans, and come out looking like a massive awesome smelling ROSE compared to the shit that's going on in the Journey boys' lives lately.  Ya know what I mean??  I mean, sure, you already DO smell like a rose compared to those morons, especially lately, but there's more.

You would not only increase the VIEWERS of that show by millions, (which Donald should just let you WIN the damned thing for doing), and you'd not only improve the network ratings, but you would also be raising a LOT of money for charity, and putting up with "The Donald," (a feat of strength not many men can claim), while the boys of Journey are going to anger management classes and divorce court.

Do you even KNOW how much money you would generate, with every female fan of yours, digging deep into their pockets to donate, if you were to appear in their living rooms every week like that???  I know you wouldn't do the American Idol thing, you've stated that a few times here and there, (I can't watch THAT show either)....but what about doing THIS, or something along the same lines, to help others, AND to help yourself too??

Hmmm....do ya think maybe your new album sales would SKYROCKET over anything the Journey boys have scheduled to release this year?!

I do.

And sure, you can keep your legal finger in THEIR musical financial pie as long as you want to, but they can't even TOUCH anything YOU create or perform or record.

Though I do NOT believe it is your "last big hurrah," I'd say that doing something like this would be the sweetest revenge EVER on those guys.....(if you're into that).....I kinda don't think you are.....revenge is not something I recommend...I'd let Karma kick their butts instead.  But, it would be the biggest smack in their face, really, in a NICE way, that everyone LIKES (in the name of charity).

Kind of a "win-win" situation if you ask me.

DISCLAIMER: I'm just playing Devil's Advocate here, so don't shoot the messenger dude, I love you!!!

Now, if you're anything like ME, your conscience may not allow this idea to even take form in your brain...and frankly, I am not so crazy about it either, but for shits and giggles, I'm just tossin' it your way to consider....kinda like I tossed the Journey-opoly game atcha, to consider.  However, I think I'm going to veto that idea completely, with all the crap that's been going on now with the band boys.  So, toss it in the garbage, and I'll just keep the damned thing on a dusty shelf in the closet.  I don't feel like enabling Neal to keep paying alimony and legal fees to all his lawyers, ya know?  Why should my idea pad HIS wallet??  Screw that.

YOUR wallet, I would gladly pad in any way I could think of.

I wouldn't blame you one bit---and I will NOT be at all offended---if you tell me to take a flying leap with this idea, but hey, I'm just one of those annoyingly creative people who are always thinkin' about stuff like this.  Out of the box, so they say.  I never liked being cramped in a stuffy box anyway.

Well, that's just my idea, for what it's worth. Might make you chuckle, might make you cringe, might even make you HURL.....(sorry if it did)....that wasn't my intention.

I haven't been feeling very well today...I took a Glipizide (diabetic medication), after NOT taking it for a week on this new diet of mine, thinking maybe I should resume it to keep my sugar levels where they're supposed to be, but I think it made me feel rather sick.  I am wondering if this weight I am losing has made it possible to toss the Glipizide in the garbage from now on....that would be so awesome....

Yeah, so far I've lost 10 pounds in only 7 days.  You really can't beat that with a stick.  I'm hooked, and I will stay on this damned diet as long as possible.  The next time we meet----and I still believe we will again someday---I'll be one mighty fine lookin' specimen.

Oh, that dream I had the other morning, before I woke up-----yeah, lemme tell ya about that....

I have had dreams about you all my life.  Some when I was just a teenager, (nice wet ones I might add), some before I met you, and most of them AFTER I met you twice.  Usually, you're across a crowded street, or a stadium full of people, or on a stage, or somehow far away from me.  Usually, in the dreams, I'm either at a concert, or trying to get your attention, the usual "groupie" stuff....(sorry I'm not more original than that in my dreams, though I DO dream in color AND I hear music a lot).  I've been close to talking with you, many times, I've passed you notes, that somehow don't make it to you....in other words, you've always been this unattainable entity that I never can seem to get through to before I wake up.

However, in THIS dream....I was back stage, before one of your shows, watching men putting together all the equipment and things...and I was in this gorgeous, sexy, "little black dress," where the middle section was cut out, and tiny spaghetti-string X's went all the way around my bare midriff....which was VERY THIN I might add....and my hair was gorgeous, my makeup was perfect, I looked SPIFFY.  And there you were, right across from me, talkin' to some guy and looking at papers with him.....maybe going over the set order of songs, I don't know....and then you glanced up and saw me standing there, and I smiled.

Now, usually, if that ever happened in the dream, you were whisked away by lots of other people, and I never got near you to say hello.  But, THIS TIME, lookin' all spiffy and thin and gorgeous, I actually smiled at you, and walked right up TO you, handed you my phone number on a piece of paper, and said, "I would like to invite you to dinner later, at my hotel."  You smiled, somewhat surprised, and said, "That sounds great."  And then, suddenly you and I were sitting down together, chatting, talking, and just laughing....as if we knew each other a very long time.  There was no "wetness" to it, no naughty anything, no naked anything....just you and me, sitting down together to talk....finally.  After all these years, that's all I ever wanted to do in those dreams, but never could even get close to achieving.

....needless to say, I was astounded.

Pete said, "Hmmm, maybe losing 10 pounds has finally got you to envision how you'd look when you're thinner, and is giving you more confidence!"

So, even though you really had NOTHING to do with it, I just wanted to thank you for that.

Goodnight Steve, I love ya.

Love, Rebecca