This is my first attempt at using blogger. So we shall see how it works out.
I figure this will be the best way to put up my thoughts, either daily or weekly. Much easier than the previous way I was doing things. And I wasn’t really updating that enough anyways… I think I’ll still use it for more of the writing type exercises or maybe I won’t. I don’t know. This is an experiment.
So Saturday is this cd release party for Duran Duran’s new album Pop Trash due in stores this coming Tuesday. It’s going to be rad. And will be starting off Duran Duran week. That’s what I’m calling it.
First, there’s the party. Well, it’s more like a club. And they are going to be giving out goodies from Hollywood Records.
Then there’s Loveline the next night. They record Loveline in Culver City. And so I’m going to go there and hopefully catch a glimpse of the guys coming in and out. I’ll feel silly but if I don’t go I’ll regret it.
Then, on the 13th, the day the album is released, they are doing a record signing at the Beverly Connection’s Wherehouse. I’m taking the day off work. I’m so there.
And then… yes, there’s more… Duran are going to be on Jay Leno and I’ve got a ticket to go. (Jaime and Eddie I love you guys!)
I’m giddy and thrilled and excited. It’s hard to express what Duran Duran means to me, especially what Simon LeBon means to me. I don’t often try and explain it because it only makes sense to those who are Duranies. Maybe I’ll get into that one day.
On top of all that Duran fun, I finally got my new computer from Dell that I’d ordered weeks ago. It’s so fast. I’m going to have loads of fun with it.
You know, I’ve realized these ramblings are turning more and more into like an online journal or something. I didn’t intend for that. I just wanted to put up random writing whenever something came to me. I haven’t done much real writing lately. I haven’t had a whole lot of time. That scares me. I need to get back to that. And to all the half finished stories and ideas brewing in my head. I think I’m on my way. I just started a Roswell fan fic. I’m addicted to that show. I think this fan fic will be therapeutic or something. Who knows.
