Oh, How Sad

Yes, I'm sad. Pathetic, actually. Far too much time has been devoted to such a trivial pursuit as trying to find gainful employment (I am frighteningly close to...shudder...working in retail again) that I have pretty much forgotten about this blog (I am monumentally sorry, Peter!) So, in a feeble (and yes, it is feeble) attempt to make it up to anyone who still cares about the fact that I am dying to meet Peter (I swear, I could so die happy if I met him) here's a video to enjoy before YouTube inevitably pulls it down. Here's a clip of my favoritest musician singing his most famous song in Miami in 1976, when I was living there and was just seven years old - so yeah, I missed this gig (my first-ever concert was Rick Springfield - I always feel like I cheated on Peter, because I wanted him to be my "first"...concert-going experience.) So...anywhoo...please enjoy...

By the way, I'm watching "80 Hours of the 80s" on VH-1, so I'm feeling extra, super nostalgic tonight!