These are the posts that will go in the slider.
I’m in a band.
And, without any false ego here, I think we’re pretty damned good.
Everyone who is in a band has some sort of “famous” fantasy – mine goes like this:
We finish our set and get offstage. A woman comes walking over telling me she really likes the music and that we made her night. Then she motions over to her table where she and a few friends are having drinks. She invites me over and I hang out for an hour. Then I go home alone. No phone number or anything.
In my last post I talked about how I send out a lot more holiday cards than I receive.
And, last night, as I sat having a conversation with the wall, I wondered aloud if I there was anything I could do for all the people like me.
But then I thought, “And is there also a way I can exploit these people to my benefit?”
Want to hear more thoughts about the Thanksgiving date from the guy from ThoughtsFromParis? Yes. Yes you do.
Last time I left you, I had just explained to my forgetful father that I was bringing Jessica home for Thanksgiving dinner with my family.
A woman I had never spent even a second with in mutual physical presence.
In the last installment, I talked about the idea of a “Dates With Readers” feature where I would go out with a few women who regularly read my blog.
Read Part I Here – and then come back, because, well, you’ll totally want to!
I was telling my father about Jessica, the woman in the previous story with whom (Or is it “with whom”? Or “to whom”? To which? Damn my feeble attempt at grammar! I just learned the commas rules recently. I still promptly ignore them. But I learned it!). I was really starting to connect.
I had a great idea.
When I started getting some decent traffic to my site, I began to receive emails from readers. I noticed that nearly all of these emails were from women. I suspect that there are more women who read blogs than men. This may just be a result of many mothers who stay at home and raise their children. In fact, there is a whole “mommy blogger” category of blogs, and it is HUGE. Every year one of the biggest blogging conventions is called BlogHer which you have probably have figured out is for birds.
Sometimes the best gigs are replacement gigs.
This is where a band cancels last minute and you’re called to fill in. As a group that is constantly trying to impress promoters, the most difficult part is getting bodies to the show. Thankfully we have great songs, and promoters seem to like our style.
I received this today via the mail.
I haven’t yet spoken to the person who sent it, and she may want to remain anonymous, so I’ll keep her info private.
Let’s just say that I am THRILLED.
I shrieked like a little girl. A little girl who is totally a man and does all sorts of manly things.
I’m thrilled to get invited anywhere.
Even though Evite has been around for well over 10 years, I still get extremely excited when an email hits my inbox inviting me to something. Even if it’s a one-year old’s birthday party and I have to comb through the parents’ Facebook page to try to figure out their son’s name.
I'll never give this child another cigarette, pinky swears!
