You Wanted the Best, You Got the Best…

…the Hottest Band in the World: KISS!!!

KISS in Greenville last night with my Sparky friggin’ kicked ass.  Buckcherry opened, and they were a lot of fun, particularly with an impromptu health education riff about preventing any sort of “burning dripping” diseases by using a condom, complete with mime on how to unroll and employ said condom.

KISS, wow.  In full costumed regalia, they rocked out tunes from waaaaaaaaaaaay back, like “Parasite” and “Hotter Than Hell” from their first album released in ’74.  Gene Simmons, better known as The Demon, rose to the arena ceiling, blood on his chin, tongue extended: awesome!  Paul Stanley flew through the middle of the arena to a second stage for “Love Gun.”  There were explosions, fireworks, flames, confetti, fog: we were treated to the works, an absolute treat for those that love to rock.

I had so much fun!  I did dress up a little for the event, channeled a little bit of my inner rock n roll slut with knee high boots, fishnet stockings and plenty of cleavage, but really it was mostly for the benefit of my Sparky, who was most appreciative of the effort.

I’ve wanted to see KISS since I was a kid, and I really wanted to go in high school with my boyfriend Kevin, but wasn’t allowed to go.  Kevin brought me back Paul Stanley’s guitar pick and a tshirt, and I’ve been desperate to see KISS in concert ever since.  Kevin passed away this year, but I like to believe he was totally rocking out with all of us there in spirit.

There’s video on YouTube–dunno if it will stay up, as some artists aggressively remove their live footage, but for now, if you search KISS Greenville 10/17, you can see some cool stuff from the show.

work

Today, I have done homework, housework, yardwork and workwork.  I feel overworked.  I wonder why?

If I had money to spend, I’d definitely hire someone to clean my house and keep the yard looking decent, absolutely.  It seems so decadent to imagine, but it would certainly free up some time for me if someone else was trying to restring the weedeater.

Send money.  Or a housekeeper that does pro bono cleaning work.