A goofy girl in the BIG city talks frankly about being a freak ** special note specifically for Mr. Nic Cester** With all due respect to your BEAUTIFUL wife, Pia, I Totally love your HOT bod xoxoxoxox (contact me at Meghan@NicCester.NET )
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Sunday, February 20, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
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!
Monday, February 14, 2011
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...
Thursday, February 10, 2011
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"
Tuesday, February 08, 2011
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..
Tuesday, February 01, 2011
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.
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