Thank you, much. I like sharp minded people. The people I like in real life tend to be challenging individuals who make you think.
Hot is a bonus.
What famous person rocks my mind? My soul? Springsteen... though now he's a bit older and not quite the same physical draw.
But definitely hot.
And the dude has a killer butt, even at 59 years old.
Bruce Springsteen. Well, here is my Bruce Springsteen story.
I loved Bruce Springsteen from the minute I heard E Street Shuffle coming from behind the doors of my best friends brothers bedroom. That was in the 70's and not too many people knew about him yet.
When I had my first child I named her Julianne because I was enamored of Bruce Springsteen's wife (at the time) actually enamored was the wrong word --I was jealous lol. If I had a son his name would have been Bruce. I'm not kidding. I lived and breathed his poetry. I'd go to Asbury park just to recreate the steps I thought he had taken as he wrote his songs.
So here comes that karma thing.....
Yeaaaaaaaars later. We're in 1997 and and I'm no longer married to my first husband. I'm single again for the first time in 12 years and I'm having fun. One of my male friends who worked at a local college radio station tells me that he heard a rumor that Springsteen was going to be at a bar in Jersey and he might actually sing because he was introducing a friend of his who had made a CD, Joel Grushecky. We get in the car and make the long way to a bar called "Cheers" in Long Branch New Jersey. A hole in the wall.
We get there and it's pretty sparse...we take seats at the bar and order a few beers and watch as locals get up to sing on an open mike. I think neither of us really believed Bruce Springsteen would come but we hoped.
Sure enough Bruce Springsteen walks in the bar --but not too many people notice him. He starts having big grand conversations with people that looked like old friends or roadies. (This wasn't a publicized event so it was filled mostly with his Jersey friends and musician friends.) Soon enough more and more people start to notice he's there.... My friend and I just smile. We're in a small bar in New Jersey and Bruce Springsteen is there --I think we pinched each other. This was a dream and we were awake inside of it.
A guy next to me asks the bartender for a Coors Light, I turn my head and there he is --Bruce Springsteen is standing next to me. I freeze. What can I possibly say? Something stupid? So I say nothing.
Let me digress to say that when I left the house I looked hot. I had on black spandex type jeans and a low cut top. I have a mass of blond hair and people usually notice me but against black it tends to stand out more. In a dark bar it really stands out. I knew I looked good and I was feeling like a giddy kid so I was having a VERY GOOD NIGHT! I don't think my ass left that seat at the bar for a good two hours.
Bruce Springsteen is on the stage. He introduces Joel. Acoustic. He sings a song with Joel. Joel sings a song. Springsteen and Joel sing another song. Acoustic. It was heaven. My friend and I were really pinching each other at this point.
They end the set after a dozen songs and now that everyone knows Springsteen is in the bar there is a mass of people trying to talk to him, touch him, have him breathe on them. He's out there. He's talking to everyone, smiling, drinking, drunk.....it was amazing. He's short. He had on a blank baseball cap, a white tee, a leather jacket. I just kept finding out what corner he was in and hoping to get a glimpse.
I excuse myself and finally get off my chair to go to the bathroom. Pushing through the crowd I felt like I was 19 again. Coming out of the bathroom I walk past a line of booths when I see him....sitting at the edge of a booth...and he looks directly at me...he looks at me and then I see his eyes look down to my feet and make their way up again in slow mo...when I realize that BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN JUST CHECKED ME OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And that was it. I saw it, it happened and it was one of those times in life when you just know that everyone gets their just desserts. Bruce Springsteen had checked me out. Me! Me, a 38 year old woman who was way past her prime and on the verge of old had been checked out by Bruce Springsteen!
Well that was it. I went back to my seat and glowed through the next set. It was the most fantastical night of my entire life. When I told this story to my friends and family and my kids they were going to know exactly how much this meant to me because they had to endure years of listening to Bruce every single time they got into my car. My poor kids had no choice because they were going to listen to The River five million times before their 10th birthday lol.
So at the end of the night when it was all over.....I got my second thrill when Bruce was saying his good nights to his little groups of friends here and there and he looks at me, takes my hand and puts it in his and says good-night. Do you know what I said?? All these years of listening, loving, following, dreaming...and I have Bruce Springsteen in front of me and he takes my hand and what do I say??????
Nothing. I said nothing. I smiled. Nothing came out of my mouth. Not hello, not good-bye, not you sounded great.....not ahhhhh
I said nothing.
But he touched my hand and he checked me out......and that, my friends, is my good fortune. that was my lottery. That was my karma lol
and that is my Springsteen story
Jokin!
