tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post3450083252667427791..comments2023-09-04T06:26:58.440-05:00Comments on Does Anyone Care What I Write?: Sunday Questions While Making Bacon!Ginahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-90274813339571650082014-06-16T17:29:54.756-05:002014-06-16T17:29:54.756-05:00Did you ever read my YW post about seeing the Grat...Did you ever read my YW post about seeing the Grateful Dead 8 months preggers? I attended the concert with one of my closest (childhood) friends. She was married (at the time) to their lawyer so we had access backstage, their dressing room, etc.. I ran into Bob Weir in the bathroom blow drying his hair. That was weird. Sting was the opening act, which he did because he wanted to your without responsibility. I met him before he went on and he's short (but HOT). <br /><br />The Quayles were at the same ski in/ski out holiday party in Telliride, CO. Marilyn was holding court taking business. Dan was chatting to anyone who came up to him. He was incredibly accessible, friendly, charming, funny, smart and handsome. He had the bluest eyes I've ever seen. Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-62742324792487978042014-06-16T17:22:46.691-05:002014-06-16T17:22:46.691-05:00I sometimes like the feeling of being somewhere an...I sometimes like the feeling of being somewhere and no one knowing who I am. It's freeing. I would hate to be accosted as I don't care for microscopic attention and focus paid to me.Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-41901941797614359792014-06-16T08:27:21.564-05:002014-06-16T08:27:21.564-05:00I now need the story of how you met Sting. And the...I now need the story of how you met Sting. And the Quayles.Samantha Brinn Merelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15109435460094526642noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6575124099588454367.post-53629268851511442502014-06-16T02:06:51.018-05:002014-06-16T02:06:51.018-05:00 Anonymity is huge. I like being able to go to the... Anonymity is huge. I like being able to go to the store, the park or a ballgame and not be accosted.Jackhttp://www.thejackb.comnoreply@blogger.com