The Crue, Live!

I was lounging around last night, reading some blogs, when I came across one that I just had to share by Music Review Zone. Most of you know my love for the great hair bands, and Motley Crue was one of the best. “Home Sweet Home” is probably the BEST power ballad ever.

Motley Crue and DeepRockDrive have teamed up to televise a concert from the Mandalay Bay Resort in Las Vegas. Never having had the opportunity to see them live in concert, this is an intriguing prospect for me. Granted, I’m not in Vegas, I’m not at the concert, but I’m able to view the concert live in real time from the comfort of my home.

No crowds, no lighters to catch my hair on fire, a great seat, and all the beverages I want within arms reach.

And guess what?

All you have to do is go to DeepRockDrive’s website, register, and on Friday August 1st, tune in to see the concert.

I think it’s a pretty cool idea.

I’ll definitely be checking it out.

For more info…..check out Music Review Zone’s blog on the concert….

Here’s to the Crue, concerts, and hair bands!


I’m out!

Twister Anyone?


I was hanging out with some friends of mine Monday night. Imagine that, huh? Me hanging out with my friends. (Like that’s not an all the time occurrence!) I was watching people. Watching people is one of my favorite things to do. No, I’m not a psycho-stalker, more like a psycho-therapist.

This girl comes in that I know, not a friend really, more of an acquaintance. I know she’s been on again, off again with this guy who also comes in this establishment. When they’re off again, she’s not around much, when they are, she comes around.

I hadn’t seen her around so I assumed they were off-again. She was sitting there with a friend, and he comes in. He says hi to everyone (not me this time, he only says hi to me when it’s off-again.). He doesn’t say hi to her.

A few minutes pass, he sits at the other end, then her and her friend get up and leave, leaving their drinks behind. I’m aghast!

Drinks! Left behind!

Oh the shame!

Anyway, I watch a little longer, and sure enough, he follows them outside. A little later, all three come back in. She sits with some other friends, he continues to sit by himself, looking miserable.

And I think, is this a manipulation? She had to know he would come in. He does regularly. I tend to avoid places where I’d run into exes. Which is why I’m hesitant to date guys from my favorite places. There are places in town I refuse to go to on the off-chance of something like this happening. Believe it or not, there are guys that if I saw them in a social setting, I would be bothered enough to leave. It has happened. Do I go to these places? Um, negative.

So, I ponder this more. Is this something I missed out on in high school. Was I daydreaming through, “How to Get Him To Do What You Want”? Was I playing poker with the guys?

Seems a little bit like Twister to me.

When the game is over both players are contorted, uncomfortable, and in a position no one really wants to be in. Does anyone really win or does someone just give up?

How did things turn out for this couple?

Neither seemed particularly happy. Both seemed uncomfortable, and both seemed stuck in that position.

Is this how it works? Am I playing the wrong game? Personally, I like poker. You deal with the hand that’s dealt to you the best way you can. The rules are clearly defined, and everyone wants the same thing. 🙂

If it does work like Twister, I’m doomed.

Anyone have a cat? I need about twenty more if I’m going to be the weird cat lady.


For now, I’m off to ponder what game it is I want to play, if I have to play one at all. 🙂

Here’s to life lessons and learning the rules of the game!


I’m out!

I Want MY MTV!

Remember when MTV was videos only?

Remember Adam Curry and his big hair?

Downtown Julie Brown?

Martha Quinn?

Headbanger’s Ball?

What the hell happened to my MTV?

Pimp My Ride?

Parental Control?


Maybe I’m just old, but when did MUSIC TV stop being about MUSIC? What’s musical about taking someone’s old beat-up car and making it into something I wouldn’t be caught dead in?

Or, the show that caught my attention this morning, Parental Control. Apparently this show is about parents who don’t like who their child is dating. They get to choose two other potential mates for their child, I say child because from what I observed this morning that’s what they are. CHILDREN. The child goes on dates with these potential mates and then gets to choose who he or she wants to be with.

As I’m sipping my coffee, waiting for my toast to cook, I watch this trainwreck.

The parents are sitting there with their daughter’s current love interest. This girl is watching with the parents as their daughter goes on dates. The mom says something snarky about the current g/f.

The current g/f calls her an idiot.

An idiot.

If that were me, and that were my house, and my son’s girlfriend, we would’ve went from Parental Control to Jerry Springer in about three seconds.

Imagine the nerve.

I may have thought one or two of my signifigant other’s parents were idiots, but there was no way I would have said something so disrespectful.


Why, I would’ve kicked that girl outta my house and told her to not darken my doorstep EVER again.


And people watch this crap?

I want my old MTV back.

I want my Headbangers Ball.

My V-J’s giving me music news. Carson Daly is so NOT a V-J.

Maybe we need to petition the networks to create an “OPMTV”.

Old People’s MTV.


Bring back the hair bands!

Play some Alice In Chains, Pantera, and Ozzy in Headbanger’s Ball.

Make MTV about music again. Not pseudo-reality tv.

The Yo-Mama show can stay, actually I kind of like that one.


I’m officially old.


Until next time……Keep rockin’. 🙂