Q: Who Am I Seeing In Concert For Free On Saturday Night?
A: This handsome, sensitive gentleman right here...
NOTE OF EXPLANATION: My friend Lisa totally won free tickets to see Morrissey at the Garden on Saturday through NPR and she's taking me because I'm a big Smiths fan. Just wanted to share because, seriously, when does stuff like this ever happen to me? Never, that's when. Except for it just happened now. But this is the exception, not the rule. Anyway, MORRISSEY!!!! WHEEEEEE!!!
P.S. Does getting really excited about a Morrissey concert automatically make you gay? I mean, I don't care or anything, but if it does, then I seriously need to go shopping for a new wardrobe because I'm not going to fit in at the meetings otherwise.
NOTE OF EXPLANATION: My friend Lisa totally won free tickets to see Morrissey at the Garden on Saturday through NPR and she's taking me because I'm a big Smiths fan. Just wanted to share because, seriously, when does stuff like this ever happen to me? Never, that's when. Except for it just happened now. But this is the exception, not the rule. Anyway, MORRISSEY!!!! WHEEEEEE!!!
P.S. Does getting really excited about a Morrissey concert automatically make you gay? I mean, I don't care or anything, but if it does, then I seriously need to go shopping for a new wardrobe because I'm not going to fit in at the meetings otherwise.
posted by Clinton at 1:49 PM
12 Comments:
Ummm.
Bitch.
HAVE AN AWESOME TIME!!!
Like Lioux said, have fun!
Oh, and bring a poncho, lest you drown in his tears.
yes, automatic gay. gay gay gay.
So Gay.
i think actually it makes you 'on the fence' until you start wearing black eye makeup and wearing skintight polyester pants. then...
i'm jealous.
Hold up.
We determine what's 'gay'.
I'm on the Gay Card Committee, and I haven't seen your application.
Did you fax it in to my assistant Lance [Bass] yet?
Have you been to Moz show?
His fans are crazy.
I almost got trampled to death last time I saw him because of the rush to grab the shirt he threw in to the audience.
not any gayer than mr. shain. oh wait.
The more you ignore me...the closer I get.
I have that song on my iPod for some reason...don't know why.
I feel as though that should be the theme song for you and banjo...
OH MY GOD. You are the luckiest.
I was itching for tickets to this concert, but I've got no business spending money on anything but rent and food at the moment, so it could not be done. Also I have a great terror that my 35 year old former stalker, who is a rabid Morrissey fan, would fly to New York solely to find me at this concert and disembowel me.
Lioux... Plan on it!
Braden... Oh, a death more sweet could not be found!
Mr. Shain & David... Well, now I know.
D... You're assuming that I don't already.
Big Daddy... I faxed in my application MONTHS ago! It was pink, sprinkled with glitter and it smelled like cinnamon... ringing a bell? (sigh) And no, I've never seen the Mozzer before; a friend of mine caught his show out in LA on the last tour and she said it was pretty crazy, but that he was outstanding.
Blythe... This is between y'all.
Banjo... He/She's been pretty quiet lately. God, I hope Banjo's okay. I miss banjo.
Sloth... Yikes! Tell you what, if I see a 35-year-old guy at the concert wearing an "I Heart Threetoedsloth" t-shirt, I'll give him a swift kick in the business.
Not cinamon, but I do have a pink one that smells like gardenia.
[Ha. That sounds funny.]
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