


As much as I'm looking forward to my Duran Duran weekend, one thing is tearing me up inside - leaving my sweet little Sammy behind. Since I first brought him home in March, I've only been away from him overnight one time - and that was hard enough. I woke up at like 8 a.m. the next day to go get him because I couldn't stand being away and now I'm supposed to leave him for two nights? Just thinking about it makes me cry. Yes, I realize he's a dog and he'll be fine...but I won't! I don't want to go without him. I'd almost rather stay home than leave Sammy. Do you understand how much that means? Giving up DD for my puppy? Wow, I'm worse off than I thought....
Hooray! Now that Steve's gone, I'll have to focus my attention on James Spader...come out, come out wherever you are....
Dear (way too strong of a word, but I'm *trying* to be nice here) Cube Mate (otherwise known as The Loudest Man on Earth):
We can hear you. When you talk to yourself, spit out your incessant sunflower seeds, or constantly sigh, moan, and whisper, other people can hear you. I'm not sure why you don't realize it, but I'd really appreciate you knocking it off.
Either knock it off, or I'm going to kick you in the shin. OK, not really, but still. I pretty much hate you and your neverending noise. STOP IT.
Regards,
Pinky Lovejoy
Of course, they have no idea I exist and will possibly never know of my deep and abiding love for them and their music, but no matter. My love will remain just as strong. SO. EXCITED!
Still, it was a great show full of beloved hits, new grooves, and a fresh multimedia displays in the background. With the exception of the floating heads (seriously, I can't even describe it - will share a pic when I find one), I loved every minute of it. The heads just creeped me out.
Being the uber dedicated Duranie that I am, I tried waiting for the band after the show, but...no go. Ah, well. Maybe next time. On the plus side, I did meet these super cute girls who were waiting it out with me and then helped me find my car (which I'd lost because I'm a genius) at 1 a.m. Thanks for the "taxi," girls! Without their kindness and patience, I'd probably *still* be wandering the streets of downtown LA right now (so, essentially, they may have saved my life). Many thanks! :)
You might recall Andy had that hilarious short with Justin Timberlake called "D*ck in a Box" a few years back. He kills me. I was afraid he wouldn't be cool in person, but he was great. Hooray for my trifecta! :)
Staying out late for DD last night after being out almost as late the night before does not make for a well-rested girl. Still, I'm sure I'll make it. I have two days to recover before the Big Trip to Vegas and SD (for more DD, of course).
If the Stefani-Rossdale children grew up and bred with the Jolie-Pitt children, I'm fairly certain they'd be able to create their own perfect master race. Even having that many beautiful people in the room at one time now must be overwhelming.
I'm so excited to hear their new stuff again, although, truth be told, nothing is ever going to compare to being front row in Fillmore earlier this year. Front row at DD was mind-blowing. For as many DD concerts as I've been to (and, trust me, there've been A LOT), I'll never forget the pure energy and just overall joy felt being right in the thick of it.
Of course I'm also loving that their tour colors continue to be pink and black. An homage to me, perhaps? Yes, DD, I love you, too.
Also exciting? I found out today that my beloved Robert Smith (from The Cure) will be performing several shows in LA in November. Be still my heart! I'm not sure I can handle quite this many amazing performances, but I'll certainly do my best. :)