If you're into the Tragically Hip, you'll dig this blog. If you're not Canadian, you might not care. heh.
Well the concert was AWESOME. once again I fucking pulled a miracle maneuver and got my self into the VIP area and got to meet with the band...most importantly Gord Downie the lead singer, who I just ADORE. Got to talk with him for about 20 minutes about hockey and other stuff. I can't believe it.
you're going to love this story. So I meet friends for dinner, but they can't join me for the show, so I go alone...I get there early get up front. these two women who are about 10-15 years older than me come over and I start talking with them. they proceed to tell me they have to get up close because they had some women's underwear to throw on stage..thongs actually. And they explain that they met Gord & Johnny on some 9 day camping trip thing up in Northern Ontario..what was it? Moosanee I think. Which is just kinda weird cause these women are not Canadian..they are Californians like me. anyway, unlike me, these women had NO idea who the hip were...but people were always asking for their autograph and I guess Gord did some acoustic stuff for them on the trip. Still they just keep teasing them that they are "oh yeah big rock stars, ok." Part of the joke was that they would come see then when they played SF and Kay wold throw panties at Gord to make him feel like a young rock star. So I'm like, how great...I fully support this mission and offer to help make sure they get as close as they need.
they were cute and tied little ribbon message to them (they had a red and a black pair. one said "Moosanee Rocks." I think the other said Gord is sexy or something). So toward the end of the show they throw em up and Gord is totally like what the hell and then we see him read the ribbons attached and he smiles. These ladies don't really expect it, but I'm thinking...dude they are totally going to send someone to come get them at the mend of the show...cause he remembers who they are. And security does find them after the show and they are nice enough to say I was a friend and that I came with them so that I could get in the VIP area too.
It was good I went alone to the show. I would not have been able to go with Kay and Adriana if I had been with others. fucking amazing. They are so one of my favourites (note Canadian spelling).
hee hee.
now all of this excitement came crashing down this morning when I got the estimate on what my car is going to cost. $1500 I simply do not have. it might as well be one million dollars. Fucking MICE have been nesting in my engine causing problems and the water pump also failed. I've cried all morning over it. Got my boss to give me a $500 bonus cause I just had my 4 year anniversary of working this shitshow. so $500 down...but I still have to come up with 1K. I'm really stressed and disheartened by all this. Obviously I also have to take care of the mice problem in the carport..or talk to my landlord about it. ugh.
but I just keep trying to focus on the fact that I met Gord last night.
Well the concert was AWESOME. once again I fucking pulled a miracle maneuver and got my self into the VIP area and got to meet with the band...most importantly Gord Downie the lead singer, who I just ADORE. Got to talk with him for about 20 minutes about hockey and other stuff. I can't believe it.
you're going to love this story. So I meet friends for dinner, but they can't join me for the show, so I go alone...I get there early get up front. these two women who are about 10-15 years older than me come over and I start talking with them. they proceed to tell me they have to get up close because they had some women's underwear to throw on stage..thongs actually. And they explain that they met Gord & Johnny on some 9 day camping trip thing up in Northern Ontario..what was it? Moosanee I think. Which is just kinda weird cause these women are not Canadian..they are Californians like me. anyway, unlike me, these women had NO idea who the hip were...but people were always asking for their autograph and I guess Gord did some acoustic stuff for them on the trip. Still they just keep teasing them that they are "oh yeah big rock stars, ok." Part of the joke was that they would come see then when they played SF and Kay wold throw panties at Gord to make him feel like a young rock star. So I'm like, how great...I fully support this mission and offer to help make sure they get as close as they need.
they were cute and tied little ribbon message to them (they had a red and a black pair. one said "Moosanee Rocks." I think the other said Gord is sexy or something). So toward the end of the show they throw em up and Gord is totally like what the hell and then we see him read the ribbons attached and he smiles. These ladies don't really expect it, but I'm thinking...dude they are totally going to send someone to come get them at the mend of the show...cause he remembers who they are. And security does find them after the show and they are nice enough to say I was a friend and that I came with them so that I could get in the VIP area too.
It was good I went alone to the show. I would not have been able to go with Kay and Adriana if I had been with others. fucking amazing. They are so one of my favourites (note Canadian spelling).
hee hee.now all of this excitement came crashing down this morning when I got the estimate on what my car is going to cost. $1500 I simply do not have. it might as well be one million dollars. Fucking MICE have been nesting in my engine causing problems and the water pump also failed. I've cried all morning over it. Got my boss to give me a $500 bonus cause I just had my 4 year anniversary of working this shitshow. so $500 down...but I still have to come up with 1K. I'm really stressed and disheartened by all this. Obviously I also have to take care of the mice problem in the carport..or talk to my landlord about it. ugh.
but I just keep trying to focus on the fact that I met Gord last night.
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sarahg:
awesome! i would love to!
bob:
Thanks for the comment on my set The Assistant. I really appreciate it. The support means a lot to me.