I’ve been debating on this post all week.
Should I really put myself out there for complete humiliation??
Do I want people to know that I crossed the border into CREEPY???
YES i DO!!!
I am not afraid to expose the errors of my way
to give you all a good laugh at my expense.
possibly prevent you from doing the same if the opportunity arises.
It all started in high school.
I was 15. My first boyfriend was in a band.
From that moment on I was hooked on music, especially the punk scene.
I have never felt so connected to a band in my life.
To this day, if I hear any song from any album I get a ridiculous grin on my face! They have such a unique sound and growing up I found it amazing that even though they were known for their beliefs in the christian scene, they were just as legit in the secular world. If you were a punk kid in the late 90s, you had every MxPx album ever recorded and knew every single lyric. You most likely posted their lyrics on your AIM profile every time you got into a fight with your boyfriend. No matter how emo I was feeling about something, MxPx ALWAYS got me off my ass and back in the game.
If I had to call a band home, they would be it.
But let’s be real here. Do you see the guy in the middle of that photo? Yeah, that’s Mike Herrera and he is freaking hot. A real chick magnet. Some girls liked Brad Pitt, others Leonardo DiCaprio, but not me. My heart belonged to Mike! In college, I went to a gross diner all the time just because the owner’s son was a total doppelgänger.
You guys know me. Do you SEE his tattoos?? His piercings?
Have you HEARD his voice??
Almost every boyfriend I ever dated was in a band. A couple of them had some gigs at events like Cornerstone and Warped Tour, so I am no stranger to meeting musicians, but MxPx is different.
(that’s mr. betty on the far left!!)
Here I am below in my MxPx hoodie. One summer when my boyfriend (now husband!) was on tour with his band, I left this hoodie in Tennessee. I realized it about 3 hours into my drive back home and you better believe I turned around and went back for it! That’s how serious my love for MxPx was!
But, as time went on… Life in General happened.
I graduated college.
I got married.
I had 2 kids.
Sure, I still went to a show now and then, but everything had changed. Music was now on the back burner and I really didn’t think about it too much, at least not like I did.
I started this blog about a month ago and decided to participate in the Book Bloggers Love-A-Thon to meet other book rockers. One of our challenge posts involved making a playlist for a book. Of course…. that triggered my trip down memory lane. I busted out my old MxPx albums. I even tweeted about it and get this…
Mike Herrera TWEETED me!
It was CRAZY. I never in my mind thought I would have any form of communication with that guy.
HELLOOO… he was the heart-throb of my entire teenage existence.
i totally blushed at my computer screen
I tweeted him back a couple times, but then I had a moment. A moment where I was creepy.
I mean, seriously… I met Chase Utley… had his arm around me and I barely flinched (okay, that’s a lie, but it wasn’t obvious!), yet I get a tweet from Mike Herrera and I was starstruck. I discovered he recently had a baby and that melted my heart! So I did what any creepy fan would do.
I googled his wife.
(hey… he had a baby… i wanted to know the details!)
I clicked on her blog.
Did I stop there like any normal human being would??
NO I DID NOT.
(yeah, freaaaaking creepy.)
I left a comment on her blog.
(pretty sure it’s because I was high on the fact that she has a goodreads widget– BOOK ROCKER whaaat!?)
Enough, right?? NO—- I took a full blown dive into creepy and
I tweeted Mike about it.
(oh yes i did.)
After I hit the tweet button I felt sick. I reread what I wrote and thought…
some words are better left unsaid
What would a creepy fan do next??? DAMAGE CONTROL.
I deleted the tweet.
(which probably made it more creepy in the case that he already saw it)
I put it behind me. (kind of)
A few days later, I had spotify open and decided to listen to some MxPx.
I had to turn it off.
(All I could hear Mike singing was—- YOU ARE CREEPY. YOU ARE CREEPY)
He started a podcast and I wanted to listen.
(I couldn’t do it! I felt like a creepy stalker that tapped his phone line.)
So here I am.
Time stands still when no one understands you, but tomorrow is another day.
I can finally die happy knowing that Mike Herrera of MxPx knows I exist…
EVEN IF HE THINKS I’M CREEPY.
Mike, if you ever read this. I am not creepy. I am just a long time fan that thinks you’re pretty awesome.
Thanks for everything.
I beg of you all….
If you even get the slightest urge to do something like this….