come out and play

my 27th birthday was over the weekend.

last week i got a package in the mail to start things rollin. it was from jeff magnum, who i swear to god is like my rock'n'roll soulmate through decades. it was really cute that he wrapped it in this pretty paper. ha. and it ruled that he got me the boyce & hart cd collection, which i didn't have (and totally needed). they are a pair of 60s pop music geniuses who are best known for writing a lot of hits for the monkees (like "last train to clarksville" for instance).





the day before my birthday, i was taking a nap when i woke up to this:





josh insisted we exchange valentine's day things since we would be busy with my birthday party the next day. that was the cutest thing in the world to wake up to. he got me candy, roses, and the paul collins cd that has both of his albums on it (i want to talk more about paul collins, but i'll do that later). i teased him for buying me old lady chocolate, but he teased me for BEING an old lady. touche. still, what a perfect boy!



pogo also had a lot of fun with the wrapping josh used on my present:




for my birthday, josh got me a record he knew i wanted. we had a 90s party and it was excellent.






there are more photos on my myspace blog if you're interested.

who knew that you can't get chococat put on an ice cream cake at dairy queen or ANYWHERE? not me. apparently you can't get anything that is a "copyrighted image" put on a cake. this blows my mind. what am i gonna do with it, sell it on ebay and make money off some greedy-ass company? ITS A FUCKING CAKE. I'M GOING TO EAT IT. AND EVEN IF I DIDN'T, IT'S ICE CREAM. IT'S GOING TO MELT. i was sad and had to settle for a cookie cake.





i don't know, i didn't really like my birthday this year, but i guess i'm being a brat and i don't really have a reason to say that. i was bitter about people not coming to my party, but that's their right (and their loss). i got so so many texts and comments from people i love that remembered me (including nobunny! and my best friend aleks, formerly of the feelers!) josh took good care of me and put up with me being a brat, doing everything i asked (made breakfast, bought lunch so i could stay in my pajamas until the party started and not leave the house, paid for the party, etc). my family and friends are awesome. just awesome. i couldn't ask for more, really. i guess i'm just bummed that i'm getting old and josh is still this young, adorable stud. ha.







so i mentioned paul collins earlier. i saw on a message board that he posted about being "not too fond of cleveland" and i took it personally, even though he said he "didn't want to offend anyone, especially erin." i felt responsible because i booked the show and i didn't want him or the rest of the guys to have a bad time. i find myself apologizing to bands often when they play a show in cleveland, but it's usually because it's so hard to get people out to see shows in this town. the paul collins show seemed like a really good turnout to me, although i guess it didn't compare in terms of other cities he played.

ANYWAY. i wrote paul an apology note. he wrote back a really sweet response that made my heart happy:

"Erin,
please dont feel bad. we love you and it was great to meet you and hang out your house. that was the best part of the whole experience. so what if we were a little bummed out about the way it went at the club. you and the guy who booked it were real people and we know you did your best and for me that is what really counts! so look at it this way: you were our Cleveland experience! You did your town proud and I for one thank you for it. I hope we meet again...a big hug and a kiss...you are a Rock n Roll Girl! And you know what that means to me!!!!
PC"

aw. i know exactly what it means. that message was right up there with some of the ones jeff magnum has written me about having his mind blown that i know way too much about music than i should for my age. hearing these kinds of things from people involved with music that i look up to are the greatest compliments i have ever received in my life.



p.s. that's paul singing...