Nic, my love, had a beautiful baby girl....Mathilda Cester... I fell head over heels for Jo Delisle... #Winning

Sadly

My sitch has changed and I will not be able to get to New Zealand.. BUT I have an awesome standing seat in the front general admission section for the Auckland show ....Selling exactly what I paid.. lemme know .. ASAP  meghandoealmeida@gmail.com

ALSO.. please pray my boys come to the states..or I will die .. no pressure

Holy Shit Balls.. I guess I am heading down under.. :)

Those little buggers are teasing me...

happy birthday, lovey.

Where the love affair started...

Woe is me...Nic Cester are you out there?

It has been several years since I was able to spy my little eyes on ANY Cester boy, let alone Nic. It is hard to believe that it was 3 years ago I went to Australia.. Thank god I went, cuz in addition to being Powder Finger's farewell tour, it ended up being Jet's as well.  I wonder how Nic is doing .. are there lil Pia's and Nic's running about at the Lake? I hope that he is well and happy.. and decides to share his gift with the world sooner rather then later....

Buon compleanno, amore mio.  

Mi manchi e ho bisogno di vederti presto.

Not sure how I feel about this....

So. As you may or may not know, I got some news from Chris that Nic's solo stuff would be super great and not what we were expecting.... Yeah, totally didn't think he would sing in Italian... well, I imagine it's Italian.. I really can't tell.. I figured it is Italian because he and the beautiful Pia live in Lake Cuomo and I am pretty positive it isn't English.. Although, I did take a few (4) bennies cuz of the allergies.. so I might be in that funky fun zone ...

In other news....

I find myself sitting in my hotel in Amsterdam .. trying to write a paper due NEXT Wednesday.. trying to get a jump on things, as it were .. yet.. I find myself wanting to write about what has occurred so far...
Day 1 - Today was a travel day and a day to catch up on the aforementioned assignments that will come due during my holocaust trip. I figured relaxing in my room and writing 750 words on terrorism would be a super fun Thursday in Holland...
The most interesting thing happened on the plane ride ..And as it happens it is kinda sorta about the paper I am writing. SO, this couple (a Russian mother and son) were sitting in front of me on the plane.. They were rude to pretty much everyone and I immediately named them the Douche's... As soon as the flight attendant shut the cabin door, they were slamming some sort of orange liquor.. It smelled of gasoline.. About 3 hours into the flight they were WASTED. The son was trying to get more booze and was offering the flight attendants cash.. The son tried to light the cash on fire and ran through out the cabin.... The captain of the flight was NOT happy... He came to the son's seat and demanded that they both remain in their seats for the remainder of the flight or they would be in a world of hurt. They argued LOUDLY.... and insisted they should receive an apology for their poor treatment.... Fast forward to the landing.. the son was passed out and the mother was still looking shit faced.. Needless to say they were met at the door of the plane by SEVERAL badass looking, gun toting Policia.. They were escorted to an interrogation. So, Lesson #1 for Douche bags.... God don't like ugly.

view from my room

still sad......

4 months of trying to digest the news of JET's demise seems like not enough time, really. When you sleep, eat and travel to foreign lands all in the name of JET, it is hard to swallow that they no longer will be a unit touring across the land. I love them. Loved them. Their songs were really meaningful to me.... My body has been altered to celebrate them.... I have spent a great deal of time chasing them.... San Francisco, Mountain View, Los Angelos, Hollywood, Anaheim, Las Vegas, Seattle, Portland, Dayton, Brisbane, Ballarat, Bendigo, Canberra, Albury... What am I suppose to do now?

Chris Cester: ‘You Become Somewhat Of A Cliche’

Not that you were worried about what Chris Cester thinks of you, but he’s also not worried about what you think of him. “Oh, I don’t give a shit about that,” he laughs, when I point out that M+N isn’t exactly the Jet Superfans Clubhouse. “I’ve sold out Madison Square Garden. Those shitheads can say whatever they like. And you can put that in your article if you want … Whatever man. Fuck, Barack Obama hasn’t heard their fucking song. So they can kiss my arse.”

Cester’s not a Gallagheresque cockhead, despite how that comment, made at the tail-end of this interview, sounds. He’s friendly and candid and says these things with the matter-of-factness of a man who made peace with outrageous success a long time ago. Cester may have been in one of the biggest Australian rock bands in recent memory, but with the announcement last month that Jet – who had been lying low since pretty-OK third album Shaka Rock – were calling it quits, he’s concentrating solely on moody new project DAMNDOGS, starting (almost) from scratch.

Cester, who manned the drums in Jet and left frontman duties to brother Nic, is now at the helm. The band have only released a five song EP, Strange Behaviour, but on the strength of those tracks, they were able to pack out Oxford Art Factory when they returned to test the waters last winter. Industry types and fans of both Cester’s projects flooded out of that gig, nodding sagely as others proclaimed with varying degrees of relief, disappointment, facetiousness, faint praise, “Well, it’s nothing like Jet.”

Cester is no dummy. He’s well aware that it’s the association with Jet that gets him more interest than other electro-rock acts making noises around Laurel Canyon studios. He’s resigned to the inevitable, incorrect prefix, “Jet side project”, as well. And while this is a new chapter for him, he can’t seem to help highlighting the contrasts between his current situation and his old one. After all, the cord has only just been cut.

I knew it!

It was Chris.....

The announcement came as no surprise to associates of the band, with the Cester brothers' relationship said to resemble that of Oasis' Gallagher brothers.

.... I was there! :)

BACKSTAGE on the eve of Jet's last performance over a year ago, singer Nic Cester was philosophical about the subject of bands breaking up.

Being in a band was like being in a homosexual relationship with four men, he said, with just a hint of a grin.

"Not the sex, of course, but all the other things that go hand in hand with being in a relationship.''

Cester was in high spirits. It was the end of a long run of shows, but one of the most fun tours in his band's stellar 10-year career, supporting Powderfinger on its farewell tour.

If he knew that these were also Jet's final shows, he wasn't letting on, but he said he perfectly understood why Powderfinger was calling it quits.

"It would be very easy for them to continue and make cash and tour, that's the obvious, easy approach," Cester said. "But it takes more strength and nous to say, 'Let's end it the way we want to, control that moment'.''

Nic Cester is reportedly working
on a solo album

My face hurts from smiling so much!!!!!

:)

confusion: Day 2

I must admit that I recently was in a windowless room ... cleaning an oven.. and the fumes from the cleaner might have taken its toll on my wee brain, but WTF does the following NEW statement mean about JET breaking up???

"Despite the break-up, Jet is promising to keep its music alive through new licensing, publishing and merchandise releases. "We will continue the Jet brand," Jet manager and Tenth Street Entertainment's vice-president of tour marketing Brad Friess says. "Although the band will cease to exist as an entity, we will be working very closely with the members of Jet to keep the fans happy with new product in the marketplace."

are you F**KING kidding me?

JET announced the following:

A Message To Our Fans: After many successful years of writing, recording and touring we wish to announce our discontinuation as a group. From the many pubs, theaters, stadiums and festivals all across the world it was the fans that made our amazing story possible and we wish to thank them all. Thank you, and goodnight.

I bleed blue....

If you thought the movie A Day without a Mexican had become a reality today, don't fret my pet... The Quakes played Houston and then Mexico played some other team... Every Mexican person within 2 states of Cali was at AT&T Park.. Sadly, the Quakes lost to the Dynamo.. because of a unfortunate penalty call.. sigh.. BUT, in better news.... I was the high bidder for Lenny's game day Jersey.. his name and number are green for St Paddy's day.. ERIN GO BRAGH!

F**K

Normal people would be excited to hear a familiar and favorite song in a commercial that is played over and over and over. My friend, I see the glass as 1/2 EMPTY!! In the new BMW 3 series commercial, as the red sports machine rounds a corner, the delightful voice of Mr Nic Cester is heard under the announcers script. The problem? If the writer of said song, Mr Nic Cester, is getting royalties from BMW .. what is his incentive to tour? Would you leave the beautiful shores of Lake Cuomo (in Italy Bitches) if you had BMW money coming in?? I am devastated.

COUNTDOWN TIMER WIDGET

Woe is me..

Most of what has been going on with me lately, can easily squeeze into the 140 character allotment on Twitter..And therefore I do not feel it necessary to BLOG about it.. I mean, having Andy Dick tweet how cute I am doesn't really require a whole lotta words and stuff... If something interesting happens or does come up I shall tell you.. promise..
Hence, my story below....
I came across this vid from Chris and Mitch from Damn Dogs.. And it BROKE my heart! Chris makes a reference to the JET infighting and the problem of raging egos.. Hmm. He can't be talking about Mark or Louie, as they are in Damn Dogs.. So, he is saying that either Cam (sweet Cam) or Nic (sexy Nic) have created an environment not conducive to JET being a band.. I am so unhappy.. Jet is my SUN!!!

The ONLY thing that will make me come off the ledge would be if Nic does a side project... AND tours in Northern California.... SOON.. Please?!!?? Nic.. My <3 ..

Wild night in the city.....

Very last minute, I decided to travel to San Francisco to see the first ever Bay area performance of the Damn Dogs. The Damn Dogs were created (I am hoping) to keep 2 members of the epic rock band JET busy while the other 2 members are doing a little relaxing and such. You know a hiatus, side type thing...

ANYways.. Got pretty lit at the show and was surprised that, at times, I was the only person there.. the hipster members of the band were setting up their own sound systems.. (no roadies!!)

The music was good.. but the show was WAY too quick.. Talked to Chris who is the brother of my 2nd hubby, Nic.. He said he remembers me.. but I am not sure that is necessarily a good thing... UGH.... He signed my limited edition CD.. woot woot.. not happy about his blurb on the CD, though.. I am hoping its just a drunk rambling... (Not about loving me, about JET WAS here.. blah blah blah) :)

Soon to be Mrs Iglesis

Dear Shark Tank peeps, I was at HP to see Katy Perry yesterday. I sat in section 114 and happily excused myself during the opening act to get my drink on and headed for the bar ... While I was waiting, my lipstick fell on the floor and to steady myself, i grabbed hold of the underside of the bar. My hand came in to contact with what I assume was a lightbulb that was literally as hot as the sun. my finger sizzled and has sense blistered . I would hope that you don't want this to happen again.. I would be willing to forgive you if you could arrange a meet and greet with enrique ... ;) XO

BTW

Sunrise in Berlin

Did I mention I went to Europe?

Sitting and waiting for Jet to tour gets REALLY boring. I give mad props to Chris, Mark and Louie for putting together a side project (The Damn Dogs) .. But, come on I have ADD and need to be kept busy..SO. I did some traveling.. Europe was amazing, I experienced a love affair, Incredible intrigue, a fight with the bathroom mafia and a toupe' ... More to follow, lovers.

The herd is growing....

Mr Ryan Gosling showing his moosey some love...

Happy Birthday, Lover......

Coco is that you?

Uncle Ben.. and very possibly the beautiful Coco.. Chris, she is ....everything!

Sigh

So, I happened upon a fab interview about Jet on Australian TV.. I was excited to see they were talking about the future of Jet.. Nic said they are taking a year off to breathe and explore other stuff.. He said that Jet had become a burden.. WTF?!?! How can something that means SO much to me be a burden? I am sad.

Happy Birthday, to ME!

Mad props to Max 8722

Canada STILL sux

If this was Twitter, this would be considered a retweet... But blogger really doesn't have that.. But I feel the need to revisit this. In a months time I will be going on a cruise with my dear sister and niece and we will be stopping for 1 day in Canada. I honestly believe that is a day too much. I feel this way primarily because they think it is STILL ok to brutally massacre seals. SHAME on you Canada. I shall stay on the boat that day and not support you in ANY way! The lovely boys in JET concur......

Take THAT Kate Hudson!

When the rumors that the uber bitch, Kate Hudson, was seen with Nic Cester I was a little sad. She must have some magic snatch or something, because the boys seem to go into the yard for HER milkshake. I was happy to see it was just a lunch date and Nic stayed true to his BEAUTY Pia. (sigh) Funny to see now that Good Ol Kate is knocked up with the lead singer of Muse's love child.. Doesn't he look ALOT like NIC?? Just sayin! Anyway, today I was checking google to see if there was any NEW hot pics of Nic and I was upset to see when I googled NIC CESTER.. photos of Kate Hudson STILL come up.. UGH.. I was bumming out.. But then, on page 14.. what?? What is that?? Meggie's lil tittie autographed by her love, Nic Cetser.. LOVE that purple Bra.. You got a blue plate special and I got my love touching my naughty bits.. GO MEGGIE! You gots a little shake in your yard, too!

The ONLY reason to watch RHOM.. Marysol's Mom!!!

OMG! My mother in law is doing commercials now!!!

Seriously .. my new obsession

Party like it's 1999

The official Jet site suggested to check back often because news was on its way about new tour dates. I pressed the moderator who declined knowing ANY information and stated that the band was "with their families" and most likely will eventually return.

HMPH .. I need entertainment!!!

I broke down and went into my JET fund and bought tickets to see Prince on Monday. Come on, I know you think he is sexy. Be careful Nic, I might see his sweet ass and forget about yours!

I am a mess

I saw a homeless man on the corner and I was horrified that the light was turning red.. I would be stuck in front of him for a full light cycle.. He was dirty and had one of those signs begging for money.. Why doesn't he go out and spend this time looking for a job?? Why doesn't he ..wait.. out of no where.. a DOG . He had a dog. a cute, sweet dog who was playing in the grass on the side of the road. I gave the man some money. I am pretty messed up that I have come to a point where I can extend a helping hand to a dog, but not a man.... HMM...

Chris-toid

When I was in Seattle or Portland.. (can't remember which) I talked myself backstage and was delighted to speak a bit with the boys of Jet. I had always watched Chris play the drums and wondered why he did so with his mouth WIDE open... SO.. I asked, Why my dear friend do you do that.. He said.. "to breathe, love. Its a bitch to play the drums. I'd pass out if I didn't breathe" .. Gotta LOVE Coco's daddy..

Normal is boring...

A family member mentioned to me that I was the topic of his therapy session. I wasn't something that needed to be "worked through" but just involved in a story that he wanted to share with his doctor. I understand that the doctor can only go by what he is told and I imagine the storyteller painted me a bit weird, but the doctor's response really upset me. Apparently, I am immature and crazy. This comment was made by a medical professional. OK, it was a KAISER doctor.. which says ALOT about his actual qualifications (or lack there of).. but the comment is so irresponsible. Some people believe that doctors are all knowing and sit above everyone in a Frazier like stupor.. But, let me remind you, dear doctor, that you are a dude who took a few psychology classes. I mean you can't even prescribe meds!!!! You are one step away from answering the Miss Cleo hotline... I have a right mind to send a letter or make a call.. but I don't want to fuel his concept of who I am. Boo You, "doctor"

THIS explains it!

So, when Shaka Rock was released, in my opinion, JET did not have a proper tour. In order for a tour to be considered proper, they would need to have a show in San Francisco. It is a critical hub in the Rock world.. I wondered when AND if they would ever show up.. weeks turned into months which has turned into years... How could they be surviving without touring and getting their music out to the minions? I mean Chris just had a baby (Coco Cester) and Cam just got married to Sara and Nic asked Pia to be his wife... Not sure about Mark.. he keeps EVERYTHING on the down low.. (Although I follow his sister on Twitter to try and get any secret details ... @JacWil ) So.. It all of the sudden hit me when this commercial came on.. Jet is making bank selling all their tunes to use in commercials.. (sigh) I don't care if you sell out.. I mean you need some mula to buy a house at Lake Cuomo... I get it.. But PUHLEASE... Tour.. or at least make a special trip to see me? ;)

....For best supporting actress, the oscar goes to..

When a person finds out you are unemployed, they tend to think you are available... Available for any type of weird shit they can't find anyone else to help with. Lately, everyone under the sun has asked me for help... Despite what you might think, friend, I am not merely an extra in your life story... I have a multifaceted storyline going on right here, bitch.. So, step off.

Back on track

Ok, So I am getting back on track.. Hence the title of this lil entry. A few months ago.. when I returned from Brisbane, I mentioned a bit about my trip and then it all went black.. No news.. I know, how could I? How could I leave you hanging.. So.. I promise I will try and get back on track so you can continue to live vicariously through me.. (Shutup, I know you do).

So, Brisbane was good. One of the best parts was the people I met at the shows. Most were super kewl. These two girls.. both 15.. took me in and we became besties. It only saddens me NOW that I could (gulp) be their mothers.. cuz at the time I had a BEEEE-yah and was FEELING like a young gal. I don't remember their names, but will heart them forever!!! MAD PROPS to my BFFs in Brisbane!

Yeah, great.. I didn't win.

They picked another video to win the cover contest. I didn't really want to win, nor did I want the prizes.. I just wanted Nic to see the video and think I was clever. I know I didn't spend that much time on the videos production, but I still thought it was a lil creative.. :( I wonder if they watched more then 2 seconds of it.. or if they watched it at all.. (sigh) I AM a lucky fan.. I was able to travel to Australia to see them 6 times.. and I have traveled in the US a bunch to see them.. and met them all a bunch of times.. Alot of people haven't had the chance to see them once... let alone 30+ times.. I just want more.. Maybe I need to up my happy pills.. Any thoughts?

PUHLEASE... Can I win this ONE CONTEST!!!!

Looking back...

I can say now, looking back, that I enjoyed Brisbane the most. As a city, it is quite compact and easy to maneuver ..At night, the lights on the water are beautiful.. the bridge was pretty and the people were nice..
While I was there... UGH. From memory... I got on the plane to Brisbane and sat next to a weasley looking man who did not say one word to me. He reminded me of an insurance salesmen from 1970's... (sigh) I got off the plane and got my car.. The dude behind the counter thought it was a huge deal he upgraded me to a compact instead of a sub-compact. To be honest, I prefer the baby cars because they are so easy to drive in unfamiliar places.. BUT I took the upgrade... Upon exiting the airport doors, my face melted off.. literally.. I tried to scoop it off the pavement, but it was a lost cause.. I drove quickly to my hotel because the first show was only hours away and I had to try and fix the hot mess that was my face.. The hotel was nice enough, but of course I was on the 3rd floor of an elevatorless hotel.. (the horror) went to the venue and found a parking lot semi-close. I walked up a hill and found the entry gate... OMG i was the FIRST person.. This has never ever ever happened!!!! (ok there were like 4 kids there, but they were in the under 18 line.. so they don't count) As I was standing there, with 2 hours before the gate opened, I saw that in order to get to the stage you had to go up a mountain. This did not bode well with me. I found out there was another gate with a more Meghan friendly enterance. There were a few people ahead of me, but I thought I would do better running down to the stage then having to treck up a hill.. They finally let us in and I ran my boootie to the stage.. met 2 NICE girls.. (can't remember their names) they were 15.. sigh... TO BE CONTINUED

A weekend in Australia IS a stupid idea...

I started a lil diary during trip 2, but the trip was over so quickly.. I lost track of time and consciousness to be able to properly account for the trip. Here is my official journal.. written at the Sydney airport on Friday, November 12th .. waiting for my plane to Brisbane. I shall tell you the rest of the story .. after.. from memory..

Australia part deux:

Excited about my adventorous nature. Drove to SFO leisurely (good, too- because I got off on the wrong exit and ended up in downtown San Bruno..ugh) Got to the airport and it was SO COLD dare I say NIPPY.. Thought I should have dressed warmer... (grrr) Happily got in line telling the fella I had no bags to check ... he took one look at my bag and insisted on weighing it. DAMN DAMN. it was twice as heavy as allowed for a carry on. FINE! check it..... Went to a fine lil grill place and had some dinner and wine... I was livin large... (sigh) Traded the green stuff in for some ridiculous monopoly lookin money... Terrible exchange rate, but what can you do? It sucks when you only get .90 AUS for a US dollar.. and a friggen diet coke is 3.00AUS.
Went through security surprisingly quickly. I strategically picked the line without the nude x-ray. I feel like an expert at this whole world traveler thing.. I got on the plane SUPER early .. and was bummed when I found out it was a full flight. Sat next to two boys and their pa. The "boy" in front of me was a dick . He sat hard and leaned back really far the whole time... even during the meal service. Didn't sleep great, but well enough. Not happy when the pilot said, "It's a beautiful day in Sydney..." In Meghan-land that translates to sweaty boobs and pits.. It was VERY hot and muggy when I exited the plane. Made a pit stop in the ladies loo and got naked in the stall.. (what? they are spacious) I reapplied my makeup and felt a bit refreshed ..THAT is, until I put my clothes on.. They do NOT believe in AC in the Sydney airport...Had a delish coffee from Gloria Jean's coffee hut.. (haven't seen a starbucks :( ) Just realized the reason for my dewey skin is that I appear to be in some green house, atrium like room in the airport.. I quickly moved and continued to wait for my plane to Brisbane.....

ass officially kicked...

Honestly, if trip 1 was like trip 2 I wouldn't have gone the second time.. I do heart Australia.. But Brisbane was HOT and muggy and I was beat.. who knew a weekend in Australia was a stupid idea. My makeup melted off my face.. and my normally sleek straight hair was a hot mess!! I did find Target and found it interesting, but they don't believe in air conditioning so it was horribly uncomfortable. Met some really kewl peeps.. From a set of 15 year olds that I really got along with ... to a hippy chick who was all touchy feely .... and others who adopted me into their freaky cliques. The scary powderfinger mafia was there... freaks of nature, I tell you. I successfully left all 6 shows after JET and didn't hear any powderfinger noise.. (Yeah me!!!) I did keep a wee journal and shall post my thoughts shortly.. (sigh)

Be honest... You would do the SAME thing!

Look at those lips! SIGH. A few nights ago, I couldn't sleep after reading a horrible news story. Apparently, after the Sunset tour in Australia, Jet would most likely be hibernating for a while. I freaked out. They had shows coming up, I had to see them. I couldn't miss my opportunity. So, um.. well.. I am on my way to Brisbane, mate. Cheers

Diary of an AUstralian Jaunt 10-17-10

5am on a Sunday... BOO. Melbourne isn't even awake yet. Turned on the tube and got ready to go. Packed one bag 5 kilos too much and ended up having to pay a fee.. Stood in the wrong line LITERALLY 5 times before I finally got checked in to my flight. In Sydney, Customs was a PISSER. I forgot you can't bring Diet Coke through the line and the customs dick told me it would have been easier if I had taken it out before I got there. DUH.. I forgot it was in my bag Mr Arsehole. SO.. got through THAT and spent a little mula at the airport shops.... Finally got on plane and what a LOOOOOOOOOOOONG flight.. I couldn't find the remote for my TV.. it was in the other arm of my chair. I watched Curb Your Enthusiasm and Modern Family.. Flight flew by... I got off in HELL.. er LA.. NIGHTMARE of customs.. Line went on for literally days.. The mo fo's confiscated my boomerrang and tested my low carb sugar for bomb components. Finally... Finally got home and the best end of the trip was little Jilly running up to me and giving me the best hug ever...... GOOD TO BE HOME.

Diary of an Australian jaunt 10-16-10

Got a wee bit 'o' mud on my boots

Can you see the cutie with her yellow sign?

Left Bendigo EARLY.... On the road to Melbourne. Kind of a waste as my hotel in Melbourne was not ready when I arrived (still a fabbbbb room). Melbourne is filled with a CRUSH of people. UGH. I spent the time waiting for my hotel in a local mall. Sad to see little puppies in the window of a pet store. Wasn't aware that ANYone still did that.. Got back to the hotel with an hour to get ready.. freashened up the coif and the face... left for Ballarat a LITTLE nervous as I did not have any idea where the show was in Ballarat. (Last minute show .. no time to prepare) Luckily, stopped at a gas station and this QT knew where I needed to go (BTW, you pump and then pay in AUS.. very trusting.. ) Got to the FIELD and found.. (surprise) MUD..MUD..MUD! Had a few beverages and was SO happy. Jet ROCKED the house. Held up my lil yellow sign.. got a sexy nod from Nic and Chris's drum stick.... Cheers, Mate..

Diary of an Australian jaunt 10-15-10

Bendigo. Day 2. Went shopping early, after a fabulous breakfast. Went downtown and walked around. Found another Golden Shred Doll... ;) Returned back to the hotel.. showered and dressed. Got to the venue at 3:45. Thought that would be early enough. NOT. About 20 people in Q. It was bitterly cold and rainey. Met 2 freaks.. FREAKS. Knarly teethed looking chicks. They did help me jump the Q, so I guess i heart freaks!! Found out their is a Powderfinger Mafia and my friend from Canberra, Deb, is the don. Found out that she posted on some website that she found a "loser" to unload her extra ticket to. BITCH. Saw her and ignored the hideous cow. Got my drink on and LOVED the show. Nic is pretty darn HAWT. I think I saw Pia (Nic's fiance') .. :(

Diary of an Australian jaunt 10-14-10

Drove and drove and drove ALL morning. Took detours through many smaller cities along the highway... went to a few shops.. Dead kangaroo count is at 5. Arrived in Bendigo and LOVE the hotel. No concert tonight, so I was able to relax. (sigh) Drove to the venue for tomorrow's show to plan route. Looked around the city, a bit.. Like it a loooooot. Plan to have brekki in suite in the AM. Went to the laundryland to wash .. my staple clothes were muddy and rain drenched... Ordered a pizza and watched a movie.. AHHH Life in Bendigo.

Diary of an Australian jaunt 10-13-10

These sheepies are giving me the stink eye

I paid attention to these signs

FAB room

Oh MY MY! What a frenzied day. Woke up at 6am knowing I had to run to the airport to exchange money. UGH. It was raining like crazy! Checked out and hit the road to Albury. LOOOOOOONG rainy trip. Loads and loads of lamb-ies and sheep-ies in fields of purple flowers.. such a site. saw ANOTHER poor little dead kangaroo. Stopped at a local wool factory and bought some toasty warm socks. And after what seemed life forever, arrived in Albury. Love, Love the hotel. Cutie Patootie behind the counter. Ran up to the room and redid my face and hauled ass to concert. Got in line and am almost positive someone asked who's mother I was. I wanted to beat some little Aussie ass... Jason and his hideous dwarf wife let me get in front of them for Jet. WOO HOO.. Rockin show. Kinda freaked out that I didn't see Deb.. So, I ebay'd a ticket for Saturday's show. Having heaps of trouble understanding what these people are saying. Feeling like I am ESL. Man at gas station said I was a site based on his usual customers.. I ****think**** it was a complement.. WHO KNOWS.

Diary of an Australian jaunt 10-12-10

View of Canberra's main drag ..

War memorial - for Iraq

War memorial - for Sailors

War memorial - the Wall

War memorial

Hungry Jacks... (Jack ate the King, apparently)

Chris

Sea of people under tent in field (sigh)

Oh Canberra. Apparently, I pronounce it incorrectly. I pronounce quite a few things wrong. Who knew? Woke up at 6am and got a jump on the day. Went sightseeing in the AM. Went to the Australian Intelligence agency and parliament. Looked SUPER important. I guess maybe the King or the President .. or the CEO of Australia does his business there. It is VERY fortified. The building that is... Went to the Australian War memorial. Sad to see all the names.. Fell down stairs when I was trying to look cute .ugh. Went to Westfields and had Sushi. Had dinner at Happy Jacks. The dude in the drivethru kept calling me sweet. That is what I expected of all the people of Australia.. An overwhelming amount of sugar.. NOT. Just an occasional Happy Jack employee. :( Considering Ali Baba's Drive thru for tomorrows dinner. hahahahah Came "home" showered and got ready. Drove to show extra early and was sad to see a super long line. Finally got into the venue and talked my yank ass to the mo fo front. GO MEGHAN! Excited that new friend, Deb, has an extra ticket to Saturday's sold out show. Who needs to spend the day in Melbourne?!?!? Mental note.. most Australian women are hideous... Left after JET.. people surprised. GOOD SHOW.

PS Saw first kangaroo.. but it was smashed on side of road... :( also, shows WAY different here.. In USA small clubs, here 10,000 peeps in a field.. booooo