Thursday Here...

...an so am I..Finally! Had PC monitor malfuntion from Tuesday thru most of Wednesday. Monitor was just a white screen. I unplugged and fiddled with it, and Wednesday night it began to work. We'll see for how long. Gave me time to price others, if need be.

'nuf of that. Let's get to the fun stuff: I met RICK SPRINGFIELD Tuesday night at a signing for his book, "Late, Late at Night." about 15 minutes from my house. Heck, I'll never have him THAT close again. I didn't even KNOW Rick was in town until I saw the news Tuesday morning and the news lady asks, "Do you like Rick Springfield?" I sat up in bed and reached for my 100 year old glasses to catch a clip of Monday's signing.

So after all these decades, I shake his hand, make him chuckle by telling him a quick tale how back in the day, after a concert, it was just him, his band, my friend and I, in a Ma and Pa gas station/diner at midnight in the middle of Iowa, and I was too scared to talk to him---and now FINALLY I could! Plus, I get a kinda fuzzy non-flash used photo. I don't care. It's RICK SPRINGFIELD and he's got his arm around ME! After the photo was taken, Rick did a thumbs up, but the girl didn't get that. I don't care. RICK SPRINGFIELD and me. Me and RICK SPRINFIELD. Finally. And for those couple minutes, who cared about Jessie's Girl....?

Somewhere Down The Road

Me and Barry Manilow. Yep. Still carrying on a thing with his older stuff and poofy hair. Barry doesn't know it tho. Just having a time remembering how much Barry's music stayed with me.

Especially the people I associate with the music. Honestly, I rarely listen to lyrics. Friends have called me me on the carpet because I don't. I lack heart I've been told. Naw. I'm the most hopeless romantic sap you'll ever know. I'd give you a card just because it's Tuesday.

I digress.

A song has just gotta hit me just right to get all into it. And yes, Barry Manilow is one of those singers with words got to me. Just like this song "Somewhere Down The Road." And back in the day, whenever this song came on contacts floated out of my eyes because the river of tears. Yes, they did. A lot.

This song was during my second stint in Kansas City. Attended a travel school which flew away with my money. That's whole another post. Anyway, I'd make almost weekly jaunts back to Des Moines, about 200 miles away. Not so much to see the family, even tho I got descent meals, but to see chums.

This was mid 80's, and well....I had places to go, people to see--one in particular. I liked him. He liked me. In fact we're friendly to this day. Chums on Facebook even. Never joined at the hip, yet joined in occasional lip locks. This was the 80's. Even now, I just smiled about him.

The first line of this song just sums it all up: We had the right love and the wrong time.

So sweet and nice while it lasted.

Barry Manilow--what kind of pie do you like? I owe YOU!