Bring Me More of THEM Blues...

As many of you know I have a slight obsession with a certain blues singer from the upper midwest...

And also I have a real obsession with blond-haired, blue-eyed boys...yes it's true...

Now combine the two and what do you get?...

Jonny Lang...yup that's who I got to see on the 16th...

Not only was the concert absolutely amazing...which it was I assure you...

And if you haven't heard of him...Listen to 'Breakin Me' or 'Walking Away'...and listen to the vocals and guitar work of this guy...He played with BB King when he was 15...need I say more...

And for those of you who don't know BB King...you can stop reading this right now...

Anyway...

Not only was the concert AMAZING and LOUD...it wasn't even the best part of the night....

Can you guess why?...

Yup...I got to meet him...

And you would have been so proud of me...I didn't babble like an idiot...

Even though I've been stuck in the woods with 13 other girls all year and I've listened to his music since I was 15...

I DIDN'T BABBLE!...

I even made him laugh and managed to shoot some Fargo around...

Darn Tootin'!

And he gave me his new CD and an autograph...

Yup...darn good night!

I was so concentrated on the conversation and not being an idiot...like normal..that I forgot to take a picture...

Oh well...the memory will have to be enough...plus other people there can verify...

I think I annoyed some of the VIPs because I was making him laugh and chat and they were behind me in line...

It's not my fault that we bonded over our Midwestern roots and the lack of oxygen at this elevation...although the reason I couldn't breathe had nothing to do with the elevation...

My Oh My!...

Picture the best smile you've ever seen...pair it with deep dimples...now add a gravely blues voice...tack that onto to a tall blond boy...and what do you get...

Somebody who normally makes me babble like an idiot...

But not anymore...I'm cool...I'm calm...I was high on cold medicine...

Note to self...carry cold medicine around at all times...

Or mabe it was high on his music...I'm telling you...

For a tall white boy from North Dakota...He can REALLY sing the blues...and he plays the guitar like he's going to die tomorrow...nothing to loose and all heart in...

Go...Listen...Drool...and see how cool you would be face to face with that amount of talent and appeal...

I'll wait while you collect yourself...

Alabaster & Sun

Imagine if you will...a slightly chubby woman...with pale skin (albino-like)...who has a healthy respect (fear) of deep water and little boats...

Got it?

Now put that girl in a bright orange life-jacket...with a neck flap and three buckles to hold all the mushy parts in...

Got it?

Now...put that girl in crowd of 12 Middle School kids that look like they have been casted to fit all walks of life...from inner-city to upper class...

Got it?

Okay...give the girl and kids all paddles...

Got it?

Now put that girl in an aluminum canoe...on a clear mountain lake...in the bright mountain sun...

Got it?

Now try and guess what the girl forgot...





Let's just say that even though the bottle said "Waterproof" and "SPF 45" the small print read..."Re-apply if you are the color of an alabaster statue, and you should really consider SPF 70"...

I didn't know that you could burn your knees to a lovely maroon color...

Sure does make the other white parts of my legs really stand out...

Or vise versa...

And it really makes me want to hop back in a canoe...although it is kind of painful to hop right now...not that I do a lot of hopping in general...

But if you want to picture it go ahead...put the life-jacket on me too...and don't forget the red knees, mushy parts, and the look of fear...

Yup...I'll wait while you collect yourself...