....Chris Isaak Fucking Sang To Me....

Chris and I

Phoenix, Arizona

September 23, 2010

YES THIS IS A PICTURE OF ME AND CHRIS ISAAK, MAN OF MY DREAMS. I scrimped and saved for a V.I.P ticket knowing that he was no longer doing meet and greet lines. I have met him before in the line, but it was for a very short moment. This was very different.

I went to Phoenix, AZ for this one, buying a new dress, having my sister making me a flower for my hair, and wearing six inch heels. BADASS six inch heels....that I could barely walk in but HEY! I didn't care. I looked good.

I would tell you what happened when I got there, but really all that happened was I stood around with my sister and this very nice lady I made friends with named Mara, (HAI GUUURLLL!) and saw Chris' drummer, Kenney Dale Johnson, walk up to the glass door of the bar at the Celebrity Theater, and I pointed him out to my sister. She didn't see him. She was too busy talking with Mara about cats.

After waiting, saying bye to my Sis (we could only afford me), and being so nervous that I broke out the night before, Chris walked into the room with Kenney following him. Chris walked by me wearing his black shirt and white pants, holding his J-200 Gibson with his name emblazoned on it. He said, "hi" to me, and all that came out of me was this weird, desperate sounding "hi."

He and Kenney sat down, decided they would surprise us, and broke into "You Hurt Me So". Which....I've heard him do in countless interviews. So, trying not to sing along, I looked upon the object of my affection, and while doing this, noticed I was being eyeballed by Kenney, who noticed that I was FUCKING GAZING at Chris. I quickly looked away. Mind you, this all happened in like two minutes. All of it.

They sang, Chris stood up and said "what can I sign for ya?" and began his rounds. There were 12 of us, so I was lucky to be in a small room with a small amount of people.

When Chris got to me, he said, "How are you?"

This was said softly, I think he could see how nervous I was.

"I'm fine how are you?"

"I'm fine."

"Actually I'm freaking out," I said.

I forget what else was said in this moment. He did say "I'm lookin' at your tattoos."

He's seen them, it had just been two years and who remembers someone they met for a mili-second two years ago?

"Oh yeah, the first time you almost pulled my arm out of my socket, and my sister almost killed you."

He chuckled. I had handed him my hoodie. He looked at my arm, and at the hoodie, saying under his breath "what can I write, what can I write."

Well....this is what he wrote:

This has since been completely ruined by trying to scotchguard it. It's still there, it's just faded.

In the middle of drawing this for me, he said "do you want to take the picture now?" to the woman who had been our guide. She nodded, Chris leaned in a little and so did I, and something made me giggle.

I giggled so much that when the flash went off, my mouth was open, my teeth were now in the picture I had dreamed of having for so long.

"Oh NO!" I said, "you made me show my teeth!"

He looked at me and said, "what's wrong with your teeth?"

Now in my life I have been accused of being *shudder* cute. So, this part would have to be put in that catagory.

I covered my mouth and said, "I don't like my gap."

"so?" he said, "that didn't stop that model, what's her name?"

He snapped his fingers trying to find it, the people in the room said, "Lauren Hutton."

"Yeah, Lauren Hutton."

"But she's gorgeous all around, you see." I said.

He leaned back, "You're gorgeous all around too, don't sell yourself short."

I could do nothing but fall over a little, say "Oh my god," recollect and say, "Thank you."

"Everyone has something they don't like," He said, handing me my hoodie. "I don’t like my neck, I have such a long neck, whenever someone buys me like a “v” neck, I think I’m gonna

look like a giraffe in that! That’s why for like a movie, they show me my wardrobe, I’m like anything but a v neck!”

He stood up to go sign more things for others, and I said, "well you look good in everything,

so don't worry."

He said thank you. (Incidentally, I love his neck.)

It was at this time I noticed Kenney start introducing himself, and when I told him my name and where I was from, he said he'd been through Las Cruces.

"You blinked and you missed it!" I said.

"Well, I'm from the panhandle of Texas, so I understand." He said.

"Yeah true!" I said.

Kenney sat down next to me and started to pick on me, taking out his sharpie and trying to write on me, saying he was gonna "fix my tatt."

I said "No," playfully, and smiled.

He wanted to see my bracelet, made fun of me for my purse, and asked questions about my rings. All of my jewelry, all that I was wearing, was given to me. Kenney smiled.

"Man, people just GIVE you stuff."

I smiled, "People love me, I have a family."

He continued to talk with Mara, and I tried to catch the snippets of conversation Chris was having with everyone else in the room. He started talking about Russia, how he thought it

was gonna be this "black and white world, KGB, but it's like time square!"

I started to drop out. I'm sort of ADD sometimes, and I just float away when I'm not being spoken to.

I looked up and Kenney said, "right Moni?"

I said, "huh ?" and everyone laughed.

Then I lamented how everyone does that to me.

I could see that Chris about to exit, and as he sat down with Mara, she loaded up his lap with Corn Nuts. She happened to have some in her purse, having gotten off her braces. It

was the cutest thing I'd ever seen. I didn't know he liked Corn Nuts. He really is the man of my dreams!!

Before they left, Chris told a story about scaring Kenney, and off they went to get ready

for the show.

I was right up front. If you've ever been to the Celebrity Theater, you know that the stage is round, it rotates, and that the front row is right up against it. I could TOUCH the stage.

What followed was my dancing to every song, mouthing the words. I took off my heels, which floating free almost ended up underneath said stage.

Chris noticed me right away, making faces and trying to get me smile. All I could do was giggle.

This was enough for me. Enough to make my life.

It was during "Worked It Out Wrong" that this changed. I was gazing again, and noticing me after singing the first half of the first verse, he quickly walked to the edge of the stage where I sat, crouched down, his face close to mine and sang:

I know that you're hurtin' too

I know you're all alone

I know that you're comin' back

I worked it out wrong

I worked it out wrong

Amazed, all I could do was look into his eyes. I knew this would never happen again, so I took full advantage to look at, and into, those eyes, and see his beautiful face so close to

my own.

Once he noticed he was slowly rotating away from me, he stood up went on with the song. I looked away and said to the people sitting with me, "I can die now!"

Other highlights included Kenney waving at me and saying "Hi Moni!"

It was such a great night, AN AMAZING show, and I will NEVER forget it. Never. He is the nicest guy, so sweet, so handsome.

I wish he knew I thought so.

And now....

THE GRATUITOUS CHRIS ISAAK AND MEEEE PICTURE NUMBER TWO!!!

This happened before the other picture, I just prefer the other one. I look less DUUURRR in it.

HAZ A GOOD NIGHT PIPPLEZ!!

~Moni

....STILL More Doctor Who!!!....

SPOILERS SUCK!!! THEY DO, THEY REALLY DO!!! It seems in this day and age if you don't want to know anything about your favourite show, you shouldn't go online. Especially with my Doctor.

Just watching an interview with Matt Smith, I got spoiled!! From an episode that's after an episode I haven't seen!!! The Fourth of July weekend has put a damper on me seeing "The Lodger". I guess I'll just do a Doctor Who Margarita Marathon!! Drunk Doctor oggling....always fun.

This last eppie that I saw was called "Vincent and the Doctor". It was pretty good, but mostly sad. I mean I realize that Vincent Van Gogh (pronounced Van GOFF, apparently) had issues. Most of us artists do. It was just sad to watch the guy weep because he knew that Amy and The Doctor would be leaving soon.

I enjoyed the thought of Amy staying and marrying him, if just for the fact that she might have actually been happy. I mean with Rory dying in such A HORRIBLE way, and then having her history erased by time energy, that's tough. Still Karen Gillan always redeems Amy. I enjoy Amy (having studied up on Rose and Martha), she has no interest in being in love with The Doctor, and only really jumped him out of sheer relief. I can't blame her, I would have done the same.

I guess I should put a little note about "The Hungry Earth/Cold Blood" two parter. Finding out BBC America basically chops up the eppies into 60 minutes, it's really no wonder these two episodes made little sense. Still, they were pretty good. I didn't like Ambrose, and really the Doctor did let her off too light, she did kill someone, even if that someone was a Homoreptilia.

It also kind of irritated me that she expected the Doctor to be watching her kid. Dude, YOU watch your damn kid!!! LOL

For some reason I liked The Doctor saying "Does anyone have any celery? Maybe a tomato?" It was cute. I'm a sucker for cute.

As for "The Lodger", I saw a one minute clip and am really excited to see how it turns out!! I mean, half naked Doctor!!! Come on!!!

Another thing that got spoiled for me was learning exactly what "The Pandorica" is. After hearing it's a prison for all eternity, and that the Doctor has been trapped inside it, I know he's going to get out just from what River Song said in "Flesh and Stone", as I got even more annoyed by her, (LOL) "You'll see me again when the Pandorica opens...." to which the Doctor says, "I look forward to it." Then River smiles, "I remember it well." So YEAH he's getting out, not to mention he's, you know, THE DOCTOR!!!

So far I've enjoyed all the episodes, and I know this is only Matt Smith's first season as the Doctor, but it's pretty good, which means that the second will be even better!!

I have been completed as a Fangirl. LOL

Welp, I think that's pretty much all I have to say for tonight. I promise my next post will be Doctor-less. LOL

and now....THE GRATUITOUS CHRIS ISAAK PICTURE!!!

GOLLY he's so hot. LOL

It's a concert shot....'cause I got my ticket!!! I'm a V.I.P!!! WhOOO I get my picture!!

HAZ A GOOD NIGHT PIPPLEZ!!!!

~Moni

....Doctor Who and My Whole New Level of Nerd....

SO, LAST NIGHT, ON DOCTOR WHO "MARGARITA SATURDAY" I bought myself a sonic screwdriver. Not just ANY sonic screwdriver, but the 11th Doctor's sonic screwdriver. Now, this came as a surprise to me. YES!! Ladies and Gents, I did surprise myself as I ordered a replica of the tool the Doctor uses for everything (except a screwdriver). I have even decided my halloween costume this year, and yes, you guessed it, I will be The Doctor.

Now reading that whole thing back to myself, I have realized, even if my sister says it isn't true, that I have crawled onto a whole new platform, a new level of nerd that I didn't know existed. I will tell you that it's NICE to have a new obsession! It's nice to be in love with something fresh and new.

Don't get me wrong, I'm still that rockabilly gypsy you all know and love, but I do wonder how much more there is to me. Clearly, science fiction fangirl never crossed my mind.

Of course, I am strictly an Eleven kind of girl.

Matt Smith is one hot timelord. I absolutely love him as the doctor, love him in his little bow tie and suspenders, love his little quips and jumbles. I love to watch him be the Doctor. Beyond that, my love for him seems to stay aboard the Tardis.

And my Amy Pond love is huge! I usually don't like cute girls on TV because they fake their way through it all. They just don't TRY because they are so cute. Well, Karen Gillan is cute, yes, but she makes Amy Pond funny and smart, wonderful and quirky. I dig that. I dig that she's doing her job as an actress: making me believe she's a wide eyed Doctor's companion.

Now, so far I've only seen up to Episode 6, "The Vampires of Venice". Everyone else who actually has the BBC (you're probably not watching Ramsey's Fucking Kitchen Nightmares 99 percent of the goddamn time) is already two episodes ahead of me, and BBC America isn't showing the next episode until June 5th.

That's not that far away, right? I'll be fine.

I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT!! BUT NOBODY TELL ME!!! I actually REALLY wanna know if Rory, (Amy's fiance) is actually gonna stick around for as long as I think he might, because he might not grow on me. OH well, at least I will have Matt to stare at.

Anyways, back to my Level of Nerd.

Tonight my Nikki-Sisser bought me a Doctor Who eleventh doctor action figure. Complete with the screwdriver, and the body, of the tenth Doctor. I let out this weird Pod People scream when I saw it, too. Above that was Tardis Talking Bank. HOLY CHRIST!! Somewhere to keep my Chris Isaak ticket money!! LOVE!!

I left with the doll. I'm a sucker for a picture of Matt.

She assured me this was nothing like the Level of Nerd I had reached when I watched seaQuest. Of course, I was watching seaQuest for essentially the same reason I'm watching Doctor Who. A cute, skinny, light eyed white boy. For sure, they are my downfall.

I loved Jonathan for his big blue eyes, I love Chris for his big blue eyes and guitar playing and voice and ass and....*cough* sorry. I love Matt for his cuteness and whiteness, I guess. Of course I just learned he plays guitar. So, there's that.

Okay, well I'm getting sleepy. It's time for the.....

GRATUITOUS CHRIS ISAAK PICTURE!!

OH THANK YOU JESUS!!! HALLELUJAH!!

HAZ A GOOD NIGHT PIPPLEZ!!

~Moni

....Tyra Sanchez, Doctor Who, and Other Stuff I Was Too Lazy To Blog About When It Happened....

ISN'T SHE BEAUTIFUL!! I ACTUALLY REALLY ENDED UP LIKING TYRA SANCHEZ AT THE END. She truly is a badass. I am a bonafide RuPaul's Drag Race fan, and can't wait to see RuPaul's Drag U!! HELL! I JUST LOVE RuPAUL!! I never used to really watch reality TV, but when it's this awesome I can't help it. I enjoyed this season's dragness even more than the last.

I agreed with Ru's decision. Tyra got off her ASS and worked it. WORKED. IT. I was so happy she won because, even if JuJubee is fabu, and even though Raven is a star, neither of them were working as hard. If you ask me, Juju got by on her story. She was charming because she looked like a real girl and because she was adorable. Raven needed to stop hating. I adored watching her be beautiful, but damn, girl, you need to let somebody earn their sunshine.

All that aside, it's been a busy TV watching month for me.

Lately I've been watching a lot of shows that I would not have before. I started to watch Doctor Who after the suggestion of my little Sisser. I liked David Tennant, he was funny, and Catherine Tate was interesting enough. I had seen some of her sketch show. I really did love the episodes that I saw.

I thought, "I should be watching this show but I'm too lazy. It's too far gone. The Doctor's already about to 'regenerate'." So, when I saw the adverts for the new season, and when I saw Matt Smith....GURRRLLL....he looks just like MY MAN!! (You know which man, I'm not highlighting that one.) BECAUSE of that I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I mean really, it's CREEPY how much he resembles Isaak. I ashamed to admit that this is why I've started watching it. I LOVE IT!! I love the stories, I love Karen Gillan! I LOVE THIS SHOW....and I sorta like looking at Matt. But only because he looks SOOOOOOO much like Chris. It's like I could have TWO of them. I can't of course, but that would rock beyond belief.

Anyways, I'm done being pervy now.

Last night I slept in my new house for the first time, and let me tell you I slept HORRIBLE. But it was okay. I love my room, I love my new bed, I love the fact that I'm gonna be able to live with my big Sisser!! I'm so happy.

Also, my aunts labor is being induced so I might have a new cousin tonight. I'm already and an auntie waiting for her new nephew to arrive, so happy that I'm gonna have TWO little boys that I love so much my heart is spilling over! BABIES EVERYWHERE!!!

Guess that's it for the moment, but I might have more inane bullshit later!! Thanks for reading, if you do!!

And NOW....

THE GRATUITOUS CHRIS ISAAK PICTURE!!!

SHIT! SORRY!! I get them confused.

Oh yeah, that's what Moni likes. I love you baby!<3

HAZ A GOOD NIGHT PIPPLEZ!!

~Moni

....Almost....THERE!!!....

OH MY GOD. I MIGHT HAVE TO MOVE AGAIN SOON!! It's a good thing everything is still packed. Feels like we've been reaching into nothingness for some time now. I'll be honest, the most I've had on my mind is getting the money to see Chris Isaak again. And not just the one ticket. I want the V.I.P package. Dammit I want my PICTURE!!! Actually that's a lie. I've been thinking about anything that makes it seem as if my life has some sort of roots. I am temporarily living in the house my mom and her boyfriend are renting. My clothes are here, my bed is here, and my stuff is in the garage in boxes, getting dusty. My posters are rolled up and sitting on my entertainment desk, and I miss having my cave. I miss my room a lot.

But truly, I am ready, finally at the age of 26, to be on my own. YES it's lame but it's true. It would be nice to be able to do, wear, or say something without worrying what my mom thinks. Even if in the years we've lived together there's probably not a lot I haven't said or done, or worn. But I will miss her, but it'll be okay. I'm happy to finally be able to live with my best friend.

I've been sleeping deep and dreaming crazy shit. I've been hungry and sick at the same time, and I've had legs so sore you'd think I'd been riding horses. (Go ahead, make a sex joke, I"m sure you will.) I've been watching Drag Queens be fabulous and lip sync for their lives, I've watched my man sit in Bhutan and be a sexy piece of ass. I took a nap this afternoon and woke up at 5:00 pm thinking I was late for work. I went to Carlsbad, NM after a week of pretending I wasn't in town, ate twinkies and watched television with my Sis. Frankly, I'm fucking tired.

I think I should go to sleep.

On that note, here's the gratuitous Chris Isaak picture!

HAZ A GOOD NIGHT PIPPLEZ!!
~Moni

....Moving, My Poster Dilemma, and Paintings....

I AM FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE MOVING AWAY FROM HOME. Unforeseen events have led to the culmination of my entire family moving out of our house and into more affordable digs. I am moving in with my Sisser (My best friend of 10 years who'd be insulted if I called her my friend) and her husband, who also means the world to me. It's fucking scaring me retarded, let me tell you. I'm very excited to be finally getting out on my own in some way, but at the same moment I will miss my Mom very much. I think what I'll miss most is having her there to talk to. A lot of crazy shit went down and I fucking hate it.
Anyway, moving is bringing up some issues. FIRST on the menu is my closet. It's fucking stuffed with crap. It's mostly old clothes and crap from my old room. I miss that room. It was huge. It was also yellow and covered in Backstreet Boys posters at one point. SECOND is my posters. I have an Isaakwall , it's fucking insane and covered from end to end, and also leaks off onto the next wall. All my Stevie posters barely went up a few months ago and have go down now.

My paintings are all on canvas and heavy as hell. Mostly....I'm just exhausted thinking about it.

Which brings me to the fact that I'm working on two commissions and one painting for fun. My first commission comes from my Sisser who wanted a Bioshock painting of a Little Sister and Big Daddy about to harvest someone. She's pretty in love with Bioshock. The end result should look like this:

But probably not because my work is so matter of fact. There's really not much mystery. The colours are very solid. The last painting I did was of the CI Man it came out pretty good actually, and it was the first time I'd really done a lot of shadow and light. I was pretty happy with myself. I usually am when I'm done. I think I'm a good painter. NOT GREAT or fucking Frida Kahlo. I will NEVER be Frida. I like to think in my own way I'm doing something good. It makes me happy.

I've done a few other commissions, one of Bruce Springsteen for my buddy Melissa, another of Adam Lambert for my buddy Caleb, and a painting of my friend Brian which he requested. It's going pretty good, but the thought of moving is making me tired because I have a lot of stuff. I know I can handle it thought, I'm pretty good at adapting.

OH WELL!! Another chapter.

AND NOW THE GRATUITOUS CHRIS ISAAK PICTURE!!

You are sooooooooooooooooooooo beautiful....TOOOO mEEeeeEEE...<3

HAZ A GOOD NIGHT PIPPLEZ!!!

~Moni

....PhylNez, The Monkees, and Why I Know Who They Are....

PHYLLIS ANN BARBOUR NESMITH MET ROBERT MICHAEL NESMITH IN COLLEGE. The fact that I just typed that means, well, I wasn't doing much French homework (or any homework for that matter) in high school. I can also tell you the name of their two boys, and the dogs. YES I know too much. Phylnez died on Saturday of Lou Gherig's Disease. She was a pretty lady and apparently a very nice person too. If you can hear me Phyllis, I hope you're feeling much better. To Christian, Jonathan, and Jessica (is she Phyl's or Katherine's daugther?), I'm sorry about your Mommy. Jason, sorry about your stepmoms.

Why do I care? Well....The Monkees and their various familial off-shoots were a big part of my life in High School. I wasn't particularly a POPULAR teen, and you're really not too hip when you own, and carry around, a Monkees lunchbox full of Monkees CD's that you and your best friend literally saved our pennies for. You're hip alright, in 1966 standards.

I trade in my "stud" every seven or ten years. Needless to say I can name them all: Jonathan Brandis, A.J. McLean, Michael Nesmith, and Chris Isaak. (It's obvious the famous man that holds my affection holds it for a long time. I'm a Sagittarius, what can I say?)

Back in the day Michael was the "least" favourite Monkee, Davy being the favourite, (he just got drunk and challenged the whole audience to fight at one of his shows and on my birthday NO LESS) but to me, Michael was VERY attractive, and I appreciated his skinny, geeky, gawky frame. I loved his huge nose, pouty lips, and olive skin. No matter that he looked like that CLOSE TO 40 YEARS BEFORE I EVER SAW HIM....although I'd loved the Monkees since I was six. He always stood out to me; it was that damned GREEN woolhat! I would have posted another picture to illustrate how hot I thought he was, but without the hat nobody even realizes its him.

Anyways, back to my weird story.

We were such Monkees fans back in the day that we transcribed the "Fairy Tale" episode and did it as a play for the RenFaire here in our town. NERDS I TELLS YA!! Of course I was Princess Gwen, the character Nez played for most of the episode. You HAVE to see it:

Michael obviously meant a lot to me, and so I wrote fanficiton. Phyllis, being the first wife, got a lot of crucifying from my character, who took on the role of Nurit Wilde, becoming Michael's mistress and Jason Nesmith's mother. (I had no life, okay?) I had to do my research. I read A LOT of fansites, opened one of my own that I never quite organized, and developed enough of a fandom that I had favourite fansites, the best one being Psycho-Jello!!

How sad that the fansite had to die. There were some good ones.

I wrote a lot of stories, and put "Phyllis" through a lot. Hell, I was even Peter Tork's "wife" in a few of them.

Anyway, it's very sad that she's gone, and I hope that her family is doing okay.

AND NOW THE GRATUITOUS CHRIS ISAAK PICTURE!!!

"ooh my love...." You may very well be the last of those "studs".

HAZ A GOOD NIGHT PIPPLEZ!

~Moni

....A Moni News Special Alert....

I REALLY JUST WANTED TO TELL YOU ALL....that I want to start taking commissions....I don't know if any of you are gonna wanna do that....but if you want a painting or something, EMAIL ME: golddustgypsy20@yahoo.com

I need new peeps on my Chris Isaak forum. I started this forum because, well A SHIT LOAD OF PEOPLE ON HIS OFFICIAL BOARD ARE DOUCHE LICKERS AND NEED TO BACK THE FUCK OFF MY ASS!!
*Cough*

Sorry....anyway....you find "Mr. Lucky's House of Heartbreak" by clicking the name. LOL

If you register....I MIGHT add you. LOL

THANKS FOR LISTENING!!! OR READING....OR WHATEVER!!!!

And now....the gratuitous Chris Isaak PICTURE!!

SEXY.

HAZ A GOOD NIGHT PIPPLEZ!!!

~Moni

....Chris Isaak....

MAYBE IT WAS THE NIGHT AIR, THE FREEDOM I WAS FEELING, OR THE WAY HE SANG "RETURN TO ME" AS HE WALKED UP THROUGH THE CROWD THAT FAITHFUL NIGHT OF MAY 27, 2007. Whatever the case, I walked out of that Stevie Nicks concert head over heels in love with Chris Isaak. Initially, I was not hot on the idea of having to sit through an opening act before Stevie Nicks came out and rocked my world. I didn't know what Chris looked like, I had liked ONE of his songs, "Somebody's Crying", for years and had only vaguely seen advertisements for "The Chris Isaak Show" as a young girl. He was as a mystery to mine eyes. (Sorry.)

When Chris came out on that stage, he jumped on Kenney's drum set and from that moment on he gave ONE HELL of a show. He put his hands behind his head, swiveled his hips, and had me screaming "MARRY ME!" by the end of it.

"Who's your daddy?" he asked.

"YOU ARE BABY!!" I was way too far back for him to even HEAR me. Not to mention is was also very loud.

Anyway as we walked out (and I tripped in six inch platform boots) I was all his. I have been ever since.

The best part about Chris is that he is a true musician. I like everything he's done. Everything. Well, "Funeral In The Rain" is hard to listen to but I STILL DID. His voice is sexy. He's sexy. His lyrics are heart wrenching, gut twisting, sensual and beautiful all in one song. I have a lot of favourite songs now, "Somebody's Crying" is still my jam. "Forever Blue" made me cry so much the first time it ran though the lazer on my CD player. "Blue Hotel" was the one that was sticking in my mind when we we left, the only part I remembered was "BLUE HOTELLLLLLLLL!!!"

His music gets to me. He aims that bow and arrow at my heart and it punctures my emotions.

Simply put, I eat it up with a spoon and ask for seconds.

"Mr. Lucky" surprised the hell out of me. It was completely fresh. I had listened to every album he'd put out, and the new stuff still shone through!
Of course I could have done without the remake of "Breaking Apart" (a favourite of mine on Speak of the Devil ) with Trisha Yearwood. Don't get me wrong, love Trisha, just not there. I mean the best "duet" was with Michelle Branch, "I Lose My Heart". That song is beautiful, fun to sing to, and so is "Baby, Baby" which brought tears to my eyes, and "Cheater's Town" hit me in the gut. I LOVED IT. "Very Pretty Girl" makes me want to do a burlesque number with fans.

That's some pretty specific stuff! I mean if a song makes you wanna strip he's OBVIOUSLY doing something right.

Of course then there's the the most obvious reason I love him, hell why any woman does....those eyes, that face, that hair, that mouth, that voice, those hips, that BODY! He's beautiful. Absolutely, utterly, sweetly, completely, beautiful. One look at him and my heart flutters, my words lose meaning, and before you know it I'm standing in front of him babbling on. He looked down from that stage at me, and when I squinted my nose in cuteness, he squinted his back. He's such a slut. But I loved it. I had never felt so beautiful in my life. When he touched me I had never been so happy.

So, if there's anything I've learned from being Chris' fan for these three and half years, it's this. I am beautiful, music can be a passion, life is to be lived, enjoyed, and savored. Love is hard, but you'll be alright.

I have a Chris Isaak tattoo as well:
And yes....it's done. LOL

I love you Chris, and thank you, Baby. You make each day easier to face.

SO OBVIOUSLY....if I did a whole blog about my love, I can't have a gratuitous photograph of him....so....what to do....what to do.....

I KNOW!!!

AND NOW....the GRATUITOUS CHRIS ISAAK AND ME DIGITAL DRAWING BY MISTER BONES!!!

HAZ A GOOD NIGHT PIPPLEZ!!!!

~Moni

....I Wear A Lot Of Eyeshadow, I love Scotts and Aussies, and a Gratuitous Chris Isaak Picture....

FOR A LOT OF MY LIFE, ever since I was allowed to put on make up,I've been wearing every colour, in every way, and I know not the word moderation. I don't wear make up often, but when I do start putting on my foundation I know it's gonna take me a while to put my face on.
A lot of girls have their routine, my mom has had the same make up routine for my entire life. I a have a routine: put on foundation, choose my eye shadow colours (never just one), line the bottom of my eyes with pencil liner, start my eyeshadow....that's where it starts getting complicated. It's got to be thick, it's got to be bright. Pink and black is my favourite, all kinds of blue and greens are welcome, and somewhere in there I end up putting on my liquid liner (cats eye baby) mascara, and blush.
I know what you're wondering...."what DOES this clown face look like!" well....it's not bad:

I happen to be wearing brown shadow in this picture, this is my best impression of Stevie Nicks' make up.
Today I got so much blue eyeshadow on my cheeks I had to wipe off the foundation on my cheeks and start over.

On to the Aussie/Scotts part: I LOVE THEM. I want to go to both these places so bad I can't even believe it!! I found out today that one of my Steviehomies I have been talking to for a long time is FROM Glasgow. I was amazed! I have CI homie from the same place! I gotta get to Glasgow, even if it's not what I think it might be!!!
A ton of my CI friends are from Australia, and I take this as a sign. I always seem to make Aussie friends, I think I need to go there. Maybe the man I supposed to marry lives there! That would be great!

And before I go:

He's so hot. LOL

~Moni

....YESTERDAY was Elvis' Birthday....

and I forgot!
But no matter, I mean the man would have been 75 years old.
Elvis is probably the best cure I can think of for the blues. I mean I can listen to anyone I love and feel better, but Elvis Presley straight up gets rid of those old bad feelings.
My friend Meg and I wondered if he would have still been doing his thang....I think so.

It's like Jerry Lee Lewis...

That man is ancient, can barely move, yet he's still "The Killer" that everyone loves. Wasn't bad lookin' back in the day either:

I adore him. I have since I watched Dennis Quaid play him in "Great Balls of Fire". Of course I had a huge crush on Dennis when I was a little girl thanks to both that movie and "Innerspace". Not the best movie, but....it was my favourite. I was a WEIRD kid I know.
I loved watching Chris Isaak sing "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" with Jerry Lee. Makes me wanna name my son Jerry Lee. Or my daughter....lol
These two men might be why I love Chris Isaak so much. I have no idea....

I mean, I don't really see why....lol

In all seriousness (if I can stand to get there), it makes me realize just how long I've been a rockabilly girl at heart. I mean if you look back at me as a kid, I LOVED to watch movies about musicians from the 50's. I love boys with pompadours and guitars. I always have. I hope that I can find me that boy that dresses like Elvis and laughs at Monty Python. It would make my life complete.

~Moni

....My New Tattoo, Houtkamp,and Idiots....

So I found out who painted the awesome tattooed lady in my banner:

Miss Angelique Houtkamp, tattoo artist! I LOVE traditional tattoo art. If I could I'd go back and remove a few tattoos on my arms just to have whole traditonal sleeves.


"Saphira" by Angelique Houtkamp

I love this but I don't think I'd get it tattooed until I emailed her.

My new tattoo is getting awesomer as the sessions go on:

"Intoxica" by Mummyslilmonster
Daniel Dagones, my tattooing genius friend! I love you!

AND THE IDIOTS PART:

Don't know who doesn't like me in the Chris Isaak community, but it's retarded. I guess no more CI board.

Also my mother got back together with her boyfriend, and if he talks to me the way he's been talking to me since he got in this house, I'm gonna fucking kick his stupid ass.

Love you all~
~Moni