whiski_sour: (wtfx4)
There are times when everything happens at once.

Yesterday, I booked a job interview and I found out the remaining Monkees will be playing 12 dates in November.

The job interview is tomorrow at the Mobil Super Pantry down the street. A gas station/convenience store job would be considered low brow for most, but since most of my jobs have been crap jobs, it's a good fit for me. The fact that it's down the street makes it that much more appealing. It's like retail and that's where I'm most comfortable. So, we'll see how it goes. I guess my dad knows the guy that will be interviewing me. I hope he doesn't hold that against me.

The Monkees touring is HUGE. It's Mike, Peter, and Micky. Mike hasn't gone on tour with these guys since '97. I saw Micky, Peter, and Davy 15 years ago this month and it was fantastic. I would love to see Mike. Of course, me going hinges on getting a job and/or making regular money in some way because I can't afford it. Tickets go on sale tomorrow for the Chicago show. There's no way I can get tickets now. I have to hope that I can get tickets if I get the money.

The money-less state I'm in is really cramping my fun. Not only will I likely miss out on The Monkees, but I'm also missing out on a Cubs lunch next week that I REALLY want to go to because my lefty will be there.

The money-less state is also cramping my everything. I can't afford to buy shampoo right now and I need to come up with 100 extra bucks this month to pay my car registration.

In short, I could really use this job.

Or someone to pay me to do something.

Or winning the lotto.

Whatever. Need money. My life is all cramped. Tired of this no fun existence.
whiski_sour: (porpoise is laughing)
Woke up at 4 am with a nose bleed. Didn't get back to sleep until after 6:30. Woke up at 7:40 when Dad let a very upset Maudie Moo in my room.

Just as I began to recover from my crappy night's sleep, I found out that the CornBelters traded my favorite player, Mike Mobbs.

Just as I began to recover from THAT (realizing the home park for the team he plays for now is quite literally just down the road from where I spent a great many Saturday nights during my indy wrestling days), I found out that Davy Jones passed away.

I am crushed.

I don't have to tell you guys how much I love the Monkees. I always knew this day would come (how lucky are we that we had the whole band alive for 45 years?), but I didn't think it would be today. I've been listening to my Monkees playlist and I watched a couple of my favorite episodes. I cannot massage this hurt.

Over dramatic, I know, but this band means the world to me.

My Leap Day has so much sad.
whiski_sour: (wtfx4)
For once I decided not to wait months to use a gift card and used the Amazon gift card I got from Aunt Jo today. After some trial and error, I managed to score four items for 25 bucks.

The thing I'm most excited for?

The Monkees Present CD.

After this, I will only need the Changes CD and my Monkees CD album cover collage will be done. I'm not counting Best ofs, Missing Links, foreign issues, or anything else like that (though I do collect those). The collage is just the 14 albums the Monkees themselves released.

You have no idea how excited this makes me.

I imagine this is how those people with Beiber fever feel if their fever is low grade.
whiski_sour: (happy holidays fuckers)
Wishing my friends here on LJ a wonderful holiday season. May your blessings be big and your troubles be small.

whiski_sour: (porpoise is laughing)
For those of you playing the home game, it's no secret that I'm a big Monkees fan. So it's understandable that my heart stopped for just a second when I read that Peter Tork has cancer. His prognosis is good, but still, heart flutters.

If there's any doubt that I'm not a cool kid, I can dispell it right here. The Monkees are my favorite band and probably had (and has) the most influence on my life. They are my go to guys. Meeting Micky Dolenz at DragonCon last year was a mellow, mind-stopping, speech robbing experience on the religious level. I don't even want to get into the slow accumulation of memorabilia I've collected over the years, but I could build one hell of a shrine if I was so inclined. They are my go to guys and have been since I was six. They hold a special place in my heart.

And that's the place that fluttere and gave me the vapors today. Not the screaming-crying-fangirl vapors, but the I-feel-so-ridiculous-for-being-this-emotionally-involved-but-still-OH-NOES vapors.

In spookier news, I think iTunes felt the tremor in the 60's pop force. It's been playing the Monkees on heavy rotation in the shuffle the past few days.

It's like it knows, man. It knows.


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February 2014



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