Our Little Frogstompers All Grows Up

In clearing out my too-full inbox today, something caught my eye. Simply, the word 'Silverchair.' Below said word was a photo of 3 unrecognizable guys in a very traditional, unoriginal band promo photo configuration. You know the one ~ singer in the front, lookin all tough, and the two other musicians staggered behind him, peeking out from either side ~ same tough looks on their faces.





How crazy is it that those are the same guys that used to look like this:





??!!!????!!!! I couldn't believe my eyes!!! Those sweet lil boys went from this:





To this:





It's mind-bottling, as Will Ferrell would say. I remember when these guys were in their hay day. They played a sold out show at the Seattle Center Coliseum and my friends opened. I stood right there on the stage with them, behind the amps ~ tucked way over to the side ~ rockin out to their insanely simple, catchy tunes while being amazed by how much everyone in the crowd loved every single note they played. T'was a fun show.... Afterward we decided to go have drinks at the Nitelite and invited the Silverchair boys but they weren't allowed to go with us for two reasons:
1) They weren't 21.
2) Their parents were chaperoning them on the entire tour!
And I don't mean that one mom was there. Nope. ALL their moms were on tour with them! So funny! Here they were living out the rock star dream and they couldn't indulge in any of the excesses!

Aw well, it looks like time and some hard living caught up with them. Gone are the innocent 'I'm-trying-to-look-tough-and-grown-up' appearances, replaced by bruises and crazy facial hair. While I might be slightly repulsed by their new look, I must say that I'm also intrigued and curious about what they're like now. Curious enough to pay to see them play? Prolly not..... But we'll see. ;)

Almost kinda famous

It's happened before that a casting agent wanted me to be an extra in a movie ~ never came to fruition, but it was flattering nonetheless. Last week I was approached and asked to be an extra in a murder mystery movie. I'll be in a crime scene where I will have zero lines. What I'd like to point out, though, is my extensive experience watching CSI:Miami. I'm sure this vast knowledge of crime scenes will lend to my brilliant acting as Girl #1 ~ an acting job done so brilliantly, in fact, that speaking wouldn't have even been necessary had I been given lines. Yeah, it'll be that brilliant!

Another highlight of this foray into film (yes, I'm exaggerating on purpose!) is that my handsome significant other was also asked to be in the movie. Now, he may not have as much CSI:Miami watching experience as I, but the amount of time he's devoted to Law & Order makes my crime scene knowledge pale in comparison (again, exaggerating on purpose ~ cuz we all know I can hold my own!). Anyway.... probably because he's such a good looking guy who exudes intelligence and maturity while commanding the respect of those around him is why he will not just be an average extra. Oh no, not him. He's going to be a Police Man Extra! He gets to wear a cop jacket and hat. While he will not have a speaking part either, I made sure to let the casting people know that he gets to give script approval for our scene. I'm not kidding~ I told them that! Hahahahaha! Of course when I said that, I was kidding.

So I'll keep ya posted about the movie. I don't see us moving to Hollywood quite yet...... OK, I don't see us moving there ever......!

Life is good. Keep on keepin on!

NKOTB

It ain't easy being new at a job. I alternately love it, get frustrated with not knowing everything, question my career move, and then love it again. Mostly I love it. Been learning a ton and am anxiously looking forward to the time when it's all 2nd nature. I can't believe that some company managed to get me, the wiggliest person I know, to sit in an office all day. On top of that, the day just flies by.

The poor cats are the ones negatively affected by this new state of things. I used to be around them 22-24 hours most days, and now..... not as much. Of course I'll get to randomly sprinkle in days when I get to work from home, and my mom comes over all the time to hang out with them, too, so that's good.

I'm also having to build an arsenal of professional work clothes. The last time I did that was over a decade ago! It's been fun.

Tomorrow night McHotterson and I are going on a date. Awwww yeah boyyyyeeeeeeeee!

OK, that's all. Shortandsweet.

Loveandkisses!

Saturday

Ever been so tired you could cry for no reason? That's me right now. I got back to Seattle late last night, didn't sleep terribly well (what's new?!) and have been on the go today. Here's a little story that recaps my sensitive state right now: Mark, his parents and I hailed a cab. I told him where to go and said to straighten the cab out so he could go straight~ he heard me and said OK. Mark got in the front seat and told the cab driver where to go (because he hadn't heard me give him an address/directions), at which point the cab driver said, "OK, so I'm going to turn right and go around." Um.... yeah. So we went about 8 blocks out of our way and got stuck in tourist traffic. I finally said something and the cab driver was an ass. Then when I got back to my car, I burst into tears. Good lord! I need a nap. I also need a magic genie to come and clean my apartment while I sleep because Mark's parents want to see my place. I'm a mess!