Tuesday, August 08, 2006

You ever close your eyes making believe you're holding the one you're dreaming of?

So I think I'm heading down to the Fraze Pavilion to see Chris Isaak tonight. On a school night. Alone. Fuck it. I couldn't find anyone to go with. You get the idea I don't have many friends around here? If so, perceptive of you. I've become isolated as my friends (virtually all straight)(OK, not virtually, actually), have married off and had kids. Anyway, I'm gonna check out my prime cut of pompadoured pretty this evening. Any local fags, hags, or maybe even straight guys with questions, who wanna meet me there, just holla back, young'n'.

ADDED: How about a little local history lesson, kids? The Fraze Pavilion is named after Ermal Fraze, Dayton resident and inventor of the pull-top can (dirty!).

18 comments:

Jen said...

You have no idea how much I wish I were well enough to go with you. Here's how bad it is, though: I can't even roll over in my sleep without waking up from the pain.

I hope the show is good. And hey, who knows, maybe you'll meet someone who you otherwise wouldn't if we were doing a Will & Grace impression. :) (haha, who am I kidding, like we're not so much more like Jack & Anastasia Beaverhausen.)

freakgirl said...

I WANT TO GO.

He is the hottest. I've seen him several times live; you will not be disappointed. So fun! And you'll make friends; he usually requests that everyone give a hug to the person next to them - so make sure you sit near a cutie.

Michael said...

Oh dear. Jen, I hope you weren't interpreting that as a dig. You need to focus on getting better. We would have had a grand time, though, Anastasia.

And Freakgirl, I dare not even dream of seeing Herr Isaak with you. With your celebrity track record, we'd surely leave the concert with autographed photos of us with Chris. And our hands are down his pants.

freakgirl said...

And what's wrong with that? :)

Michael said...

Exactly. It couldn't me more right.

freakgirl said...

I found this while I was unpacking - a shirt I bought at his Atlantic City show years ago. Lookie, he liked my tattoo and drew a picture of it:

http://i2.tinypic.com/241pede.jpg

And this is from his guitarist:
http://i1.tinypic.com/241pevc.jpg

Michael said...

See what I mean, people?

Dare I ask how you gain such access?

freakgirl said...

I'm nothing special. Chris and his band always go to the lobby after each show and do a meet-and-greet. Go after the band first; Chris takes longer to get there and the guys in the band are really fun.

Just push your way in to see Chris; that's what I did. Sometimes they have a line; sometimes they just hang around in the lobby. Herschel is a nice Jewish boy. ;)

Michael said...

This is an outdoor thang, but I'll have to keep my eyes open for a meet/greet.

Herschel, huh? A nice Jewish boy who knows his way around an instrument. My Grail.

freakgirl said...

He's precious.

Jen said...

That's "Ms. Beaverhausen" to you, missy. ;) No bad interpretations, we're all good.

Freakgirl, you really do seem to have a gift re: the celebrity thing.

Michael said...

I actually had written Ms. Beaverhausen first! Duly noted. I look forward to the day we get a salesgirl fired because she has a grey tooth.

freakgirl said...

Jen, it's because I'm a stalker. :)

Michael said...

I'm trying to decide on an outfit. It needs to convey easy sophistication while also suggesting that my ass is "no lines, no wait".

freakgirl said...

Cashmere chaps?

Jen said...

Cashmere chaps

Bedazzled with rhinestone lettering on the legs: GO ON, ASK ME.

Michael said...

Cashmere chaps! Of course. I knew I was gonna regret dropping them off at the Goodwill. Oh well, I'll take solace in the notion that some homeless homo is gonna be warmer this winter. Well, warmer in the front, anyway.

Since I lost some weight, chaps would require me to be constantly in a flexed state. I know they put assfat in lips. Can the ass be a recipient?

Bodhi said...

I'd go with you in a heartbeat, if I could.