correctiveshoes621: (Rob)
Wow - so, after a couple weeks of putzing around, I finally got around to adding/granting access to ppl and now, I can't see them on my, 'Reading' page. Still. I used to be able to...IDK, maybe it's 'cos it's summer and everyone is busy. LOL.

Last night I kept myself sane by thinking about Leonard Nimoy..all slick and soapy-hairy-chest-ed...in that clawfoot tub in the movie, 'Catlow'. I know.

FINALLY got some sleep today - it's so #$% hot and humid, and no a/c in Poor People-Land. It was a long, long week -- our scheduler just up and walked out, lol; shocking -- and folks are up in arms. I woke up thinking about The Cure's original long-ago, 'House' website and apparently, it's not saved anywhere online - that I can find, anyway. Also, thinking about, Angry, Young, and Poor, the shop in Lancaster, PA where I used to buy my twilight-coloured hair dye, and how snotty they were about The Cure..
correctiveshoes621: (OHRob)
Happiest of Birthdays - - and thank you, thank you, thank you, Robert.

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correctiveshoes621: (Carl)
Ye Olde End-Of-The-Year Meme:

January: This is so weird to me; so unexpected.

February: Another hero sleeps. Godspeed, Edgar Mitchell.

March: OMG. I got a raise.

April: Ick. Shaky and fever-y.

May: I.

Got.

Tickets.

For.

K R A F T W E R K.


June: So, I'm back.

July: Really, really finding it hard not to freak out, here.

August: Called off.

September: K R A F T W E R K.

Perfect night, perfect venue, perfect company.


October: Nothing? For an entire month? Jeez. Shame on me.

November: Wow.

If this becomes real, if it really becomes true - what I've wanted my whole life, since I was six years old - - I MUST go for it.


December: LOL - while I was away, it seems my paid account has expired. So - severe lack of pertinent icons, omg.

England was even more wonderful than I imagined. I know, now, as I've always known, that my heart is there, and now - it is The Quest.




What a year for me! Both dreams and nightmares, coming true. Not mentioned, above - my first tattoo. For Frankie, of course - and I *swear* I made a post about the passing of John Glenn, but it's not showing up. Last of the Mercury Boys, and the end of an era.

Better days, a'comin' - have to be! Love you all ♥
correctiveshoes621: (loving!)
LOL - while I was away, it seems my paid account has expired. So - severe lack of pertinent icons, omg.

England was even more wonderful than I imagined. I know, now, as I've always known, that my heart is there, and now - it is The Quest. To return. To live there. It sounds corny, but my GOD, it called to me - as I knew it would, as it always has. Like the lovely South African, Deone, said on the train, "It's like deja vu - like remembering a place you've never been." And it was. Is. Found that I can rent a half-a-double ('terraced', as they call it) brick house with a front and back garden, fully furnished, for lesssss than what I pay for this horrific shack. Something to think about..

I love Marks and Spencer's, lol.

Three Cureshows IN FIVE DAYS. LOL. Guess there's some life left in this old girl, yet. We became quite adept at navigating the various taxis/train/Tube while we were there - - stayed at the Radisson Inn in Manchester - yessss, the notorious Manchester two-hour show.....Then, the first night at Wembley that paid for all (stayed at the Crescent Inn in Harrow-On-The-Hill)....and then, that last glorious show at Wembley on the third. My GOD. Stayed at the Euro Wembley in, of course, Wembley. We had Club Seating for every show. Unreal. It was filmed, and hopefully will be released SOON. We felt like celebrities - Anita, parading around in The Curejacket ™, and me, 'The American' - just incredible, all of it. People were posting that they'd seen The Jacket - at the shows, in the loo, on the train...LOL I LOVE IT.

And that dear nameless young man from Eastern Europe that just grabbed me and kissed me that third night at Wembley - no language at all was required - - Thank you. It wasn't weird or pervy, it was just utter complete CureJoy, as we'd been high-fiving as we both filmed. For me it was a kiss Goodbye - to the magic that was the Cure, to the miracle that was the entire trip. And entirely appropriate. But not a total, 'Goodbye'...more like, 'See you, again'..

Still speechless over it all. Somehow, I'd forgotten that there still is magic in the world.

I've woken up, again.
correctiveshoes621: (Dream Ed)
O M G. I guess we're gonna do this thing. Leaving in a couple hours for the shuttle to Philly.

I'm 65% terrified and 35% excited. Won't lose that fear 'til I touch down in Frankfurt tomorrow morning, lol.

My luggage is full of surprises and boots and weighs an approximate shit-ton. My niece lent me a phone-that-is-only-a-camera, now, and THANK GOD I figured out how to put music on it, as the charger for my wee Ipod-thing literally broke yesterday.

I just talked to Anita on the phone and she sounds lovely. My brother (the hero in all of this, and I mean that sincerely) google-earthed her place and it's a wee adorable brick house with a neat-as-a-pin front garden. Thank God, again, that she has a peacoat that will fit me, so I don't have to try to stuff mine into the overhead bin, LOL.

Pete just started screaming at me, last night, when I tried to call him -- some emergency he was having...IE: his dvd skipped a pause or something..I balked and he heard it in my voice and launched into Lecture #1431: "You don't take anything I say seriously", and was screaming so loud, I just hung up. He fluctuates between pretending I'm not going and calling me with 'Plane disasters', and I just can't afford the negativity. I hate to leave things this way and may still try to call him to say goodbye - because I'm stupid, like that.

My daughter popped in - when I'd JUST left to go get water - - and left me a sweet note, with a feather and a rock from Hibernia Park, to take for good luck. ♥

DJ, of course, is Mr. Casual.

Still can't believe this is happening. Must be brave.

Love, PPLs. Love.
correctiveshoes621: (Roberty)
I


was just informed.

Front row,

Simon's side -



- Wembley, December third.

Last night of the tour.



I can't even process this, right now.


No offense, but Solsbury Hill will just have to wait..
correctiveshoes621: (Jeux)
Happy Thanksgiving to all those that celebrate <3

All that remains is the return trip to Philly, tomorrow, to pick up my passport, then, some last minute laundry/packing. Then, I fly out on Sunday, the 27th..Touch down in Frankfurt, Germany for a few hours..then, on to Birmingham, which is huge.

My daughter. Made me look up schedules online, and *gave me a hundred dollars cash* to take the train to Solsbury Hill. I get a bus to Batheaston, from Bath, blah blah blah..

Yes, I cried.

If we time it right, I will be there at sunset..Twilight, the Magic Time *goosebumps*..when we saw that, we just looked at each other and I knew that she knew.

Christmas gift, indeed. LIFE gift.

You should see the hotel that Anita has booked for us in Manchester. Pretty lah-dee-dah. The Cure will be playing on the 28th, right across the street...and WHOO-HOO! I'M TAKING THE CUREJACKET ™ FOR HER TO WEAR AT THE SHOW.

I can't freakin' wait.
correctiveshoes621: (ICantEven)
Happy 82nd birthday, Carl. Almost-sorta-kinda glad you are not here to witness our demise.


I've been invited to see the boys in Manchester, UK on the 29th. Moving Heaven and Earth to try to expedite a passport. It all hinges on, a) the processing time on Paypal (have to have proof of travel within two weeks *in hand* for first-time passport), b) the processing time for the passport, itself.

If it's meant to be, it will happen.

Fuck work, I'll just put in my notice.


And srsly, fuck what happened last night. I may decide to stay.

We can form a CureColony - who's with me?
correctiveshoes621: (SiameseTwins)
Wow.

If this becomes real, if it really becomes true - what I've wanted my whole life, since I was six years old - - I MUST go for it. There seems to be so little left for me, here, but a long slow slog unto death.

As my dearest friend said, "I can't think of a better happy ending for you."
correctiveshoes621: (Roberty)
Totally agree with this child's meme; brings to mind a quote from Carl Sagan, that I've always found just so, ♥

“In the vastness of space and the immensity of time, it is my joy to share a planet and an epoch with Annie."

[Dedication to Sagan's wife, Ann Druyan, in Cosmos]

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Got my car into the shop tonight - crossing my fingers. Always.
correctiveshoes621: (SiameseTwins)
I just have to say that I *love* hearing about everyone's Cureshow adventures! Was able to follow a little on periscope thru the fb group, last night, with Gaya - so we can say we saw two shows together! LOL. Technology.
correctiveshoes621: (omgSi)
Happy Birthday, Hot Stuff.

(I know it's tomorrow - had to get this in before I leave..)

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correctiveshoes621: (Roberty)
Thanks for the congrats, my friends - this is going to be *interesting* -

- flying with my co-winners and Le BigWigs for an overnight/banquet in New Bedford, Mass. on Simon's birthday June 1 - 2. Got to get a haircut and some clothes and borrow some luggage, YIKES. It was insane. I was so tired that I could barely see straight, and they literally had to have me retake my picture, last night, because my eyes were so bloodshot. Horrifying. This is not fun for me, but I am the first night-shifter there to get this - ever - so I gotta represent. Everyone was cheering and hugging me and they literally STUFFED the ballot box because the same little blonde Barbie dolls people get it every year. Hilariously, they had no CHOICE, this year.

We were told, 'What happens in New Bedford, stays in New Bedford.' - and that there will be drinking...REEK, REEK, REEK, REEK!




And yet - all I want to do is hang out and watch these lovely Periscopes of the CureTour!
correctiveshoes621: (Default)
The Perfect Storm.

Night before Frankie's birthday.

Pete on phone, in full insanity-regalia, screaming at me about how, "Frankie never got me backstage passes for the Cure because they never played, 'Let's Go to Bed' (?) and that was Frankie's favorite song of theirs'-and-wtf-blah-blah-blah-what-the-hell-are-you-talking-about-and-why-does-this-make-you-so-damned-angry-at-me, until he made me cry. All he wants to do is fight and pick at me, anymore, and today was *not* the day I wanted to deal with that.

Into - whammo! My daughter showing up with a belated and lovely gift for Mother's Day, while I blubber like a crazy person in my robe in the kitchen.

Rush into the shower and off to do laundry while some Stephen King Look-A-Like made small talk to me about the weather.

Arrive home to catch the last dregs of the Dallas show - and what song do they do in the second encore?

Let's Go To Bed, of course. I know. *makes twirly motions with finger at temple*
correctiveshoes621: (Bob)
..Put your HANDS in the sky..

[livejournal.com profile] distantnoises - I can't help it, I'm just TRIPPIN', here..
correctiveshoes621: (Tongue)
I couldn't hear a word you said,
I couldn't hear at all;
You talked until your tongue fell out -
And then you talked some more..
correctiveshoes621: (Bob)
Sometimes I'm dreaming, while all the other people dance..

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