No Crue for Me

I'm quite disappointed because I won't be in the audience for the Motley Crue show in Louisville tonight. Now, Chad agreed to take me, but I was too stingy to allow him to fork over the $64 each for the lower arena seats or the $44 for the upper arena seats. Plus, with the gas still high, I don't want to think of how much the 250 mile round trip would have cost. Now, I wouldn't have had any trouble taking the day off tomorrow. I get one personal day off per year, and I used to take it for "concert recovery" every now and then back in my young & single days.

So, it doesn't look like I'll get to drool over Nikki Sixx tonight. I used to drool over Vince Neil, but he's kind of old & fat now. (No reality in my rock & roll, please.) I actually dreamed about Tommy Lee awhile back. I think I watched too many episodes of Tommy Lee Goes to College before bed that night. I believe Dave Navarro is filling in for Mick Marrs, so I could have drooled there some, too.

I emailed the radio station I listen to every morning to see if they'd play a song for me in the morning. Maybe they will. . . nothing like a little Cure to start off the morning. :-)