Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes

My nose! I can breathe! How exciting!

I've returned from my deathbed, hoping to seduce the wedding ring off of Ben Kweller tonight. I can see his tour bus from my bedroom window as I type. (Actually, that's not true. I'm at Jones Hall front desk--come visit!--right now desking like the best of them. Were I in my bedroom, however, I could probably see the hood of his tour bus.)

My question is, at what point does a fan become a groupie? Do I need a Penny Lane fur coat? A couple notches on my bedpost?

-M
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  1. MarcusFebruary 18, 2009 at 11:40 AM

    I thank this entry for making "sickness" your blog's top tag.

    I'd say groupie requires shagging. And you should just get the fur coat BECAUSE.

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  2. UnknownFebruary 19, 2009 at 11:24 AM

    Perhaps you should just change your name to Penny Lane...

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