...for a different kind of girl

silent surburban girl releasing her voice, not yet knowing what all she wants to say about her life and the things that make it spin. do you have to be 18 to be here? you'll know when i know.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

so when he asks 'where can i find a woman like that...'


I've made little secret of the fact that, when it comes to imaginary lovin', I've got it bad for the rockers. Be it Bono, with whom I recently celebrated my 18th imaginary wedding anniversary (and have mentioned in nearly 20 posts), to my lusty affair with Dave Grohl (who has, to date, earned only four love letters but is worthy of so many more), men who can sing me a song and maybe strum a few chords while doing so have me doodling hearts with our initials in the middle all over my Trapper Keeper.

My first and most loyal imaginary rocker boyfriend is, was, and always will be Rick Springfield, to whom I must now apologize for I've only mentioned him here twice and once was only in passing (though it was to explain how I used to rank boys I thought were cute based on their Rick Springfield'ness). I'm sure he forgives me, though, because RS + FADKOG = 2rue luv 4ever!

My husband, who has no room to talk smack to me because he came to our marriage with a dowry of Sheena Easton cassettes, knows what kind of fool am I for Rick. From time to time he makes me get excited by reciting Rick's lyrical mastery in my ear when he wants to bop' til he drops. This past weekend, he called me over to him and gave me his blessing to have an affair of the heart with my musica man when he presented me with tickets to see my boyfriend this summer when he comes to town.
I'm not going to lie. I squealed. I squealed big time. Perhaps hopped up and down.

Rocking directly stage right and close enough for him to sweat on me when he launches into Jessie's Girl, Rick will know that I've been watching him with these eyes for years, and if he wants a go, I'd be willing to be lovin' him with this body. He wants to love somebody? That's me in the 11th row, honey. Sure, I'm a tough little sister, but I'll settle for a mister tonight.
Which means I should go to bed and see about the Tool Man (who has respect for my dear RS because he did a one shot appearance on the original Battlestar Galactica as Zac, the brother of Starbuck, and thus gives me his blessing to run away with him. As if I needed the go from Mr. Sheena Easton Is Highly Under Appreciated As An Artist. Pfft!). He thinks that coming through with a great Mother's Day present this year means he's done everything for me, and thus is deserving of some human touch.
And who am I to play hard to hold to the dude who thinks SugarWalls rocks?

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32 Comments:

Blogger Michael said...

That should be a great concert! So, when we read in the news about a woman disrobing and tackling Rick at a concert in August, we'll know to take up a collection to post bail for you?

Wednesday, May 21, 2008 1:14:00 AM  
Blogger Cocotte said...

Ooohhh..........my first concert ever was to see Rick Springfield! Unfortunately, it was with a very bad date, but Rick made it all worth while. Thanks for the trip down memory lane. You are so clever with the tunes FADKOG!

Wednesday, May 21, 2008 6:18:00 AM  
Blogger Bogart in P Towne said...

Well, if it get's your motor running then I am happy for your...and the Tool Man. I prefer the more subtle approach, just rent the movie with the cute girl in it, play dumb about why I rented it (someone told me it was good), then watch it with her.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008 7:24:00 AM  
Anonymous TwoBusy said...

Um... Sheena Easton?

Seriously?

Wednesday, May 21, 2008 7:46:00 AM  
Blogger Therese in Heaven said...

Have you seen "13 going on 30"? You'd probably like it.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008 7:53:00 AM  
Blogger FTN said...

My biggest concern here is that people are actually willing to shell out 30 bucks a pop for Rick Springfield tickets. 60 smackeroos for two tickets? At the state fair?

This concerns me greatly.

Hey, look, Patty Smyth will be there too. You know, oh Great Groupie, sometimes love just ain't enough.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008 7:57:00 AM  
Blogger Desmond Jones said...

See, this is where I get all 'showing-my-age', when I say that Rick Springfield must have come along in that 'dead zone' of my pop-musical attentiveness after college, but before I had teenagers.

But hey - 11th Row? That oughta be a good time. Hope you catch some sweat. Do be sure to go home with the Tool Man, tho, wontcha?

And FTN - you think 30 bucks is a lot for a one-time pop icon? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! My dear boy. . .

Wednesday, May 21, 2008 9:22:00 AM  
Blogger Melody said...

Oh - I am SO jealous! RS & Patty Smyth and SCANDAL!?!?!?! LUCKY!!

And - from Duran Duran one day to Rick Springfield the next? You are my twin, we were separated at birth.

I am singing Jesse's girl now. There was a boy when I was 8 or 10 - Jesse - and I always sung "I wish that I WAS Jesse's girl". I so cannot beleive I just revealed that pathetic tidbit to the entire interworld. **Sigh**

Wednesday, May 21, 2008 10:56:00 AM  
Blogger Mike said...

LOL. Good entry.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008 11:07:00 AM  
Blogger Stacie said...

You slay me! I don't know how you do it. These posts of yours...ooooze talent.

Yay for concerts! That's awsome. You're going to ahve a blast!
Stace

Wednesday, May 21, 2008 11:42:00 AM  
Blogger Amanda said...

My lips are glistening with envy!

Wednesday, May 21, 2008 6:13:00 PM  
Blogger Claire said...

Oh, man I am SOOOOOOO jealous! I've seen Rick (we're on a first-name basis) twice...once I was close enough to see the sweat beads on his brow. Have mercy.

Oh, and I had a boyfriend who looked a lot like him. Ha! I win! :-)

Wednesday, May 21, 2008 6:47:00 PM  
Blogger kimmyk said...

OMG. Scandal??? I loved Scandal!
Patty Smyth rocks!!!!

Rick's not bad. I so wanted to be Jessie's Girl when I was like...oh nevermind...lol. Showin' my age...can't do that.

Show 'em your rack DKOG!

Wednesday, May 21, 2008 7:48:00 PM  
Blogger The Savage said...

Yeah I know you wish you were Jesse's girl and you broke it off and ended up with Ol' Ricky-pooh but I know the dark secrets of pink frosting and foot rubs....
Yeah.. I so lust you....

Wednesday, May 21, 2008 9:05:00 PM  
Blogger Mandy Lou said...

Mmmmm Rick Springfield...Um, where was I?

Oh yeah, sounds like a good show!

Wednesday, May 21, 2008 11:27:00 PM  
Blogger Becky said...

I don't know what was funnier...Sheena Easton...or the fact that they were TAPES! ;)

My kids found some and said, what are these?

When I told them tapes...they literally thought they could pull off some of the black stuff and stick it to something! LOL

Perfect...and I will be living vicariously through you while you are at the IA state fairgrounds!

The Maid

Thursday, May 22, 2008 1:35:00 AM  
Blogger Bunny said...

Wow what a great gift!!! Are you going to take the Tool Man with you or raffle off the right to accompany you to your loyal readers? See, I've never been to the Iowa State Fair, but I hear it's pretty cool. I mean, the Muscatine County Fair was all that, but I hear the State Fair is all that AND a bag of chips. Throw in some Dr. Noah Drake and wowza!!

Thursday, May 22, 2008 7:38:00 AM  
Blogger April said...

Oh, that's great...:) I so love Rick Springfield. I'll want him always for "Jessie's Girl".

Thursday, May 22, 2008 11:17:00 AM  
Blogger Jericho said...

Cool!
I saw RS in 1983, when he opened for Loverboy... um, anyway...
Thanks so much for your kind comment. Of course, you can print it and pass it around. Share the royalties, though ;)

Thursday, May 22, 2008 11:49:00 AM  
Blogger Recovering Soul said...

I just want to be clear, since my wife reads this blog, that the RS referenced is Rick Springfield and not me.

Or IS it...?

I sing, I strum a few chords, my initials are RS... could it be?

One and the same, baby.

See you at the IA state fair grandstand!

Thursday, May 22, 2008 12:02:00 PM  
Blogger Therese in Heaven said...

Its not very kind of you, Baby, to taunt her like that.

I didn't want people to know that you're a rock star and then have them get all jealous. Lucky for me, you did get Jesse's girl.

Thursday, May 22, 2008 12:06:00 PM  
Blogger Recovering Soul said...

Wait, I have a better comment...

Now we know where he can find a woman LIKE THAT.

The IA State Fair Grandstand, row 11, seat 35!

Does it scare you that we will know where to find you on August 9th? I think FTN is a stalker.

Thursday, May 22, 2008 12:09:00 PM  
Blogger FTN said...

Eh, who needs to stalk her at the state fair? With access to her home address, as all true stalkers would have, I can wait outside in the bushes by her bedroom window.

I mean, um, if I were so inclined.

[As for Desmond's taunting of me, I will say that yes, 30 bucks is a lot for a ticket to see ANYONE that is playing at a STATE FAIR.]

Thursday, May 22, 2008 12:25:00 PM  
Blogger katie said...

ahh yeah. Love rick. I am a suckah for Jessie's Girl.

You have a great day, Diff Gal! :)

Thursday, May 22, 2008 2:10:00 PM  
Blogger Bee said...

Don’t get mad but the only song I like form RS is Jessie’s Girl. I also don’t like that he looks plasticy ala Joan Rivers. Sorry. Don’t kill me. ;op

Hope your hubs recovers soon!

Make sure you massage his forehead and say 'poor little bunny'

Thursday, May 22, 2008 3:08:00 PM  
Anonymous the weirdgirl said...

My almost first concert was Rick Springfield! Almost. Me and my girlfriend couldn't get any of the parental units to take us. We were unjustly deemed "too young". We begged though. We begged hard.

So cruel. But don't worry, we got them back by playing our cassette tapes loudly over and over again.

Thursday, May 22, 2008 3:34:00 PM  
Blogger Desmond Jones said...

Well, we are talkin' about a STATE fair, not a county fair. And Iowa; I mean, those people know how to throw a fair, knowwhatImean?

Thursday, May 22, 2008 3:56:00 PM  
Blogger Craig's Wife said...

OMG You my dear are a woman after my own heart. I am proud to say that I broke into song many times as I read this post.(Of course I would I have EVERY album) and yes sadly sometimes I go into my office to work on stuff and take myself back to days gone past and Bop till I drop. Reading this brought back so MANY of my own memories w/Rick :)Ok, fantasies, whatever

Thursday, May 22, 2008 8:35:00 PM  
Blogger for a different kind of girl said...

Michael - Having seen Rick in concert about 8 years ago, I'm looking forward to a very great concert. So great, in fact, I suggest the collection process start ASAP!

Cocotte - I tried to have Rick Springfield take my concert virginity, but I was young, the concert was in the scary land of Kansas City, Mo., and there was no way my parents were going to take me. I wish he'd been my first. I always imagined him as a gentle performer!

Bogart - Your technique is the one I employ when I sit with Tool Man and watch science fiction films, but after awhile, I just can't take it. I can only give so much for love!

twobusy - Seriously! And On cassette at that! EVERY SINGLE RELEASE. And I married him anyway. I just told him there'd be no performance of "Morning Train" at the reception.

Therese - I noticed they had the DVD at my library tonight. I may have to rent it again as a refresher. Or sue someone for copping the story of my life!

ftn - I'd be willing to smack down a $10 cover in the event the "band" ever hits the road and plays a local street fair or something. You have to be cute though, or cute in a past life. Are you cute? You just look fuzzy to me all the time. Wait. You have a goatee. Ok, you're probably cute. Dammit.

And btw, you KNOW what I have done in the name of love, so $60 for concert tickets is a little something I like to call "even."

Ok, not really. I think I deserve a bit more. I'll have to think on that.

Des - FTN should know that I once watched as a blind date plopped a LOT of money down for us to go see Sir Paul, and it was no 11th row, stage right. It was also no love connection, soI hope that guy got over the loss of that huge chunk of coin on me fast!

If I squint a little bit, I can make Tool Man look like Rick Springfield in my mind, so the dude may be in for a hell of a night.

Melody - Ha! Based on some of the revelations made around here by me, you're in perfectly safe company. To make you further feel better, I will share that in the days when my bedroom was plastered with Duran Duran posters, I'd kiss everyone. Every night. Each member. Except Andy. Blech.

Mike - Thank you!

Stacie - Aww, thank you! I'm not sure my old journalism teachers would agree with you, but I'll gladly take your assessment! I'm very much looking forward to that evening. He does do a great show!

Amanda - As are mine in anticipation for August!

Claire - Does it count if I can make myself believe my husband looks like Rick if I squint just right!? I can't wait to get up there with the rest of the 40-somthing women and relieve the glory!

kimmy - I was thinkin' I'd pop off a little boobage when Patty broke inot "Goodbye To You". What'ya think? Good idea?!

Savage - If there was pink frosting, foot rubs AND singing, I could see an entirely different future. Don't tell me you can sing, too?!

Thursday, May 22, 2008 9:21:00 PM  
Blogger The Charming Hedonist said...

I, too, had a mad love affiar with Rick Springfield. I understand. Have a great time at the concert!

Thursday, May 22, 2008 9:25:00 PM  
Blogger for a different kind of girl said...

mandy lou - You're probably the same place I am. It's nice there, isn't it?!

Becky - Thanks for your visit and comment! I know, right? In addition to his Sheena Easton cassettes, my husband brought Taco and Eddie Murphy's singing debut to our marriage. They've long since "disappeared." I may have yanked them from their cases, too!

Bunny - Tool Man thinks since he bought them for me, he gets to tag along, too, but he's one to stand stone still and not even mouth the words when music is playing, so I've told him he needs to get his act together. A real act. He has to at least move to the music!

April - Rick had me at Jessie's Girl and I've never foresaken him since!

Jericho - Ha! You'll find no shame here in confessing to the Loverboy gig. I'm a girl who has plenty of Mike Reno and his posse on my iPod. We're all friends here!

RS - I didn't want to say it. I know you said I should forget, but it's so hard, what with the notes you sing and the chords you strum. Thats me in the 11th row. I'll hold up a sign in case you lose sight of me in the crowd!

Therese - You're SOOOOO lucky!!

RS - Not in the least. Now, what would scare me is if you all REALLY showed up. That's a bit of a trek for some of you!

ftn - You know you're so inclined. Admit it. Additionally, your access is unprecedented. Next time I find you hanging out in my foliage, I'll have snacks for you.

In conclusion, our state fair is a great state fair...

Katie - I'll toss up some rock hands in honor of you!

Bee - I should have tried that 'poor little bunny' line! Dang it. Maybe it would have got him outta here faster than my "Buck up already, geez, you baby. Whatever..." ;)

Weirdgirl - Way to fight the man! I monopolized the bulk of a family vacation making my parents take me from mall to mall where we were to find a copy of the "Working Class Dog" LP. Our parents should have known better!

Des - My people do put on a most impressive state fair!

Craig's Wife - Excellent! Sometimes I live for the moments when I'm home alone and I turn on Rick's cds and go full on. Singing. Dancing. Totally out of control. Sometimes I don't wait for anyone to leave. I just tell them to buck up and endure or join in! Thanks for your visit and nice comment.

Thursday, May 22, 2008 9:41:00 PM  
Blogger for a different kind of girl said...

charming hedonist - That's what's so great about Rick. He's giving and caring to so many of us! Thanks for your comment!

Thursday, May 22, 2008 9:43:00 PM  

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