The night back in 2001 when Lance Bass orchestrated a dinner between Debbie Gibson and Tiffany, and somehow, we ended up singing karaoke with Vince Vaughn.
OMG what a trip! I had dislocated my knee before this event. I was sitting down with my leg propped up while watching Debbie do her thing when I suddenly remembered... this woman has been part of my knee saga before! From now on ... I will call it ... Debbie Knee. Thanks for the memories, Bob!
What an epic night this was! I am so glad you wrote details in your journal because I had completely forgotten some of this, but I will never forget how excited everyone was that you finally got to meet her.💗 I do remember riding around in “Satchel” listening to both Debbie’s and Tiffany’s new albums after that night.
You just blew my mind with the mention of Satchel!!! I completely forgot I called him that. When he died, I think they gave me less than $100 for him and my friend Clara said, “you can get a toaster for more than that!” And from that moment on, he was the Toaster. Thank you for the great memory and validating what a wild wonderful night we had! 💜 we need a reunion!
I love you. Every time my insecurity flares up and I think I shouldn’t post, my most wonderful husband is there cheering me on with arms open to either applaud, hold me or catch me if I drop and I’ve never felt more supported 💜
Oh my gosh, this video reminds of the Janet Jackson concert I took you to many years ago. My nephew from MN was with us … definitely a small town boy. And there you were … singing and dancing like nobody was watching, so full of joy! I loved that about you then. And now. 💞
OMG what a trip! I had dislocated my knee before this event. I was sitting down with my leg propped up while watching Debbie do her thing when I suddenly remembered... this woman has been part of my knee saga before! From now on ... I will call it ... Debbie Knee. Thanks for the memories, Bob!
I only recently put that together too 😂
What an epic night this was! I am so glad you wrote details in your journal because I had completely forgotten some of this, but I will never forget how excited everyone was that you finally got to meet her.💗 I do remember riding around in “Satchel” listening to both Debbie’s and Tiffany’s new albums after that night.
You just blew my mind with the mention of Satchel!!! I completely forgot I called him that. When he died, I think they gave me less than $100 for him and my friend Clara said, “you can get a toaster for more than that!” And from that moment on, he was the Toaster. Thank you for the great memory and validating what a wild wonderful night we had! 💜 we need a reunion!
1. These stories translate so well to this format - I can hear you saying them like I can hear Vince saying his.
2. “But that’s a story for another day” tangents are all over this one and can’t wait for the next. Cool Jerk needs its own moment!
I love you. Every time my insecurity flares up and I think I shouldn’t post, my most wonderful husband is there cheering me on with arms open to either applaud, hold me or catch me if I drop and I’ve never felt more supported 💜
Oh my gosh, this video reminds of the Janet Jackson concert I took you to many years ago. My nephew from MN was with us … definitely a small town boy. And there you were … singing and dancing like nobody was watching, so full of joy! I loved that about you then. And now. 💞
Wasn’t it Keith? Shoreline Amphitheater? Billy Joel at Oakland Coliseum. Those are core memories that you created and I’m so grateful for!!! 💜💜💜