A different kind of highlight
After racing my dad to the top of Mt. Roberts in Juneau on Sunday, I spent some time walking around the town. Which, of course, led to an interesting encounter – because do I ever elude the interesting encounters?
I met a greasy man on a street corner who took one look at me, and immediately, very excitedly – in one breath – said, “How long are you in town? Do you live here? I’M A ROCK STAR!”
He proceeded to walk me back to the ship, and claim that he is not only a rock star, but a genius, a friend of the governor, and insane. I believed him on one account.
After hearing that I live in Nashville, he informed me that he is moving to Nashville, and has a goal of getting a record deal by November 1 (“and by the way, do you think you could set me up with Michael W. Smith?”). He gave me his phone number and his MySpace address, saying that I could spend “several months” on his MySpace page, there is so much to see. He talked and talked and talked, spewing out eccentricities and grand statements about life, and without skipping a beat, ended with, “You know what? Meeting me might be the highlight of your trip.”
I high-fived him, because maybe, dude.
But I’m leaning toward the night when the Parsons walked out onto the front deck of the ship while in open seas, thinking we could get some fun pictures, but not being prepared for the amount of SHEER TERROR the wind would bring, and after all of our dresses had blown up revealing whatever we had underneath, and hitting the deck to avoid being blown over the edge entirely, and Sarah’s driver’s license flying into the Pacific Ocean, and everyone holding hands for stability, and screaming our lungs out, and tears streaking our faces… realizing that the entire navigational crew was watching from their windows above.
No rock star, genius, insane man from Juneau can compete with the involuntary flashing of Polynesian men.
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Oh my gosh. Too funny. Sounds like an amazing trip… exciting if nothing else.
I want his myspace address.
I thought you had been on the WA state Ferries enough to that would happen. Oh well, at least you now have a Show-biz connection in AK, he sound like the people-who-know-people. :) After all, haven’t all the male music legends started off as greasy, scetchy dudes in far-northern backwaters? I love the pix. Hilarious!
First, yes. Governor’s friend/rock star/insane man should definitely be in the Alaskan Cruise Hall of Fame. Second, was he possibly spotted in a SweetTarts shirt at the BlueBird Cafe on June 21st? Maybe?
I totally want his My Space address!
And I would have only believed one of those accounts too… of course he’s a friend of the Governor!
By interesting encounter, I thought you were going to say that you ran into Johnny Depp, who was (according to rumor!) in town this weekend.
I’ve lurked for a long time, but, given the fact that I live in Juneau, thought it would be a good time to de-lurk.
lol he has the wrong year… the michael w smith alaska cruise stops in juneau NEXT july. too bad he’ll already have his contract in november. lol (or he could be late for the one in july 2 summers ago i suppose).
those pictures need be to put in an exhibit in a series of HUGE prints. please?
nothing. NOTHING–could be better than those pictures.
I would like to go on record and say that not everyone that lives in Alaska is weird like that guy. Your real problem is that you were on a cruise that did Alaska without actually seeing real Alaskans. (i.e. passed by Haines)
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This is hilarious because I went on an Alaskan cruise as well once and have similar photos from being on deck. The wind was insane!