life goals in no particular order of importance:
1.) move to scotland
2.) own a pair of charlotte olympia kitty flats
3.) meet jon fratelli
4.) win the great british bake off even though i'm not british
i can now check one of those items off my list. i met jon fratelli.
anyone who knows me knows i quite like the fratellis. it's like your parents and the beatles or your eleven year old sister and one direction before zane left. although, i wouldn't cry in the fetal position on the floor at a fratellis concert, i'd just come close to it. this is the story of one of the best days of my life, september 25, 2015.
two years ago. i impulsively bought tickets to the fratellis in los angles at three in the morning. i settled on the day i saw the fratellis for the first time as being one of the best days of my life because i had moved out of a big city where bands come to play and thought i would never see them again.
five months ago. the fratellis announced a new album release and tour. as any good music fan would do, i bought tickets to the fratellis north american tour without thoroughly thinking out how i would get to the show. somethings just happen and you can't explain how they happen. me impulsively buying tickets to the fratellis in minneapolis was one of those things. all of the sudden, your money is gone and you feel very good about spending money in all of about .25 seconds. i was extremely, extremely excited (ask anyone i know) and set up a countdown to THE FRATELLIS on my phone. i hate capital letters, but some things are just so great they need capital letters for emphasis on their greatness. i patiently and excitedly waited for september 25, and soon it was here.
september 25. i didn't think the day could get any better than it already was. i was on my way to see the fratellis, how could it get any better than that? well meeting a certain scotsman would make it better, but i was fairly certain that an event like that would never happen to me. i was standing outside of the varsity theatre in minneapolis waiting for the greatest night of my pretty boring life to begin, when a guy comes walking down the street. i heard someone say, "hi jon!" and i thought "no. no it can't really be you.". i looked up, and it was that you. a guy behind me said, "now's your chance kid. i can tell you'd really like to meet him." in my head, i was thinking "you have no idea." i walked to the corner of the street and there he was. jon fratelli. long story short, i fulfilled my morning life goal of meeting jon of the fratellis (he's also incredibly gentle, quiet and kind) and i lost the ability to process things and speak temporarily. it was a septmeber 25th to remember. i'll probably have to set the date for my future wedding for the twenty-fifth of september.
jeannie nitro
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desperate guy
-gracie
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