I know that many of you are waiting for a Vegas re-cap, but unfortunately, I am neither emotionally nor physically ready to give that to you, because I feel like sweet death is slowly overtaking my body and right now a Vegas post would simply be made of incoherent thoughts about donkeys and an audio clip of me growling “Take me to the devil” and maybe a photo of Roger Ebert, because believe it or not, my weekend involved all of those things, so instead, you’ll have to deal with a story about my plane ride home, on which I sat next to DAVE NAVARRO.
So, my flight wasn’t supposed to leave until 8:05, but then I arrived and begged the Southwest woman for some sort of standby and because my original flight was 40 minutes delayed (I KNOW I WOULD HAVE DIED) I was able to fly standby really early for free, from Vegas to Burbank and then Burbank to Sacramento.
I was one of the last two people on the plane so they were hustling me on and said, “SIT IN THE FIRST AVAILABLE SEAT.” I spotted one in a middle seat, and was sort of fumbling to get my carry-on up in the bag space and then looked up and said super loudly and awkwardly, “You’re DAVE NAVARRO!” Yes, THIS FACE:
He said, “Yeah, I am!” and I said, “Uh, can I sit here!” and he scooted over so I could sit by the window and proceeded to talk to me the entire flight, along with his friend Todd who was charming and a writer. They gave me gum and drink tickets and talked to me about teaching, and laughed seriously hard when he asked me what the worst name kids had ever called me was, and I admitted that a student once called me “Miss Breastes.” We discussed Twitter and blogging and The Outsiders and all sorts of things. The flight itself was awful —- the worst turbulence ever, but I guess if you’re gonna die on a flight, best to end with an awesome experience.
No, I’m not kidding. He was personable and HILARIOUS and said I was funny and at the close of the flight, in front of half the plane, said, “Thanks for the flight, Miss Breastes!”
Epic ending.
Remarkably, though, it didn’t hold a candle to my weekend. Not even close.
But that’s for tomorrow, kids. Now, I need to try and force water down my throat and try to stop tearing up every time I think about the awesome people I met this weekend.
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YOU WIN VEGAS. RAINBOW FLOWERS WIN VEGAS. That’s ridiculous. And I love you.
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Oh dear god. Dave Navarro. I might hate you just a little bit inside right now. lol Awesome!
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That’s pretty fabulous. A perfect way to end what I’m sure was a spectacular weekend!
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Bestest weekends ever are supposed to have bestest landings ever. It’s like a fairytale ending! So cool!
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OMFG. That is all.
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Stories like that are why blogs are made. How fun! Glad you had a good time in Vegas!
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That is an awesome story! Hope you feel better soon.
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best. story. ever. or is it best breasties? =)
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HOLY FREAKING SHIT! That’s the BEST plane story ever. hope you “accidentally” grabbed him during some of the turbulence!!!
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This post just made me smile so wide, 1) because you totally hit it off with a celeb and 2) because it seems like you had an incomparable weekend and I am so pumped to hear all about it.
Best,
Hannah Katy
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LOVE. IT. you are braver than me. I would have just pretended I didn’t know who he was. Can’t wait to hear about the rest of the weekend.
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So cool. And the fact that he was so friendly and nice makes it even cooler. Such a great story.
Can’t wait to hear the weekend recap!
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What?
You’re one lucky lady…
And I hope you will tell me all about Vegas when I get back to Sac!
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Wow, what a story!!! Brilliant!
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Seriously SERIOUSLY cannot believe this happened to you.
But then I think about it, and I can totally believe everything that happened to you on that plane.
Also? AGGRESSIVE.
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That’s crazy!
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You win. Like how CRAZY AWESOME IS THAT STORY?!
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Glad you had an awesome time & I’ll cross my fingers that you feel better shortly.
Also, I am all sorts of jealous at your airplane tale! I don’t know why but I love some Dave Navarro, I used to sit through that boring Celebrity Poker show just to see him.
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THIS IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED TO ANYONE EVER.
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And just for emphasis, I MEAN IT.
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How awesome! What an amazing end to what I’m sure was an amazing weekend for you!
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That is absolutely amazing. It’s so cool that he was chill and talked to you!
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I’ve been obsessing over this ALL day.
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You should have played your tiny aggressive guitar for him. It’s an instant bonermaker!
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Thats awesome!
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Shut your mouth. That is AWESOME. I may have to gchat stalk you to hear more. That is awesome. And it was so good to see you again. I will be seeing yoU VERY VERY SOON
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How come your days involve Dave Navarro and my days don’t even involve successful errand running? I think I’m doing something wrong.
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How cool! My grandpa once sat by … what was that girl’s name that was associated with Johnny Cash? June something? Wow… awesome story I am telling here…
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Sorry, who is Dave Navarro?
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Wow! I am epically jealous! I wanna sit next to a famous person on a flight! How cool!
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OHEMGEE, that is awesome. I love that he was NICE.
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just going to say one thing – WOW.
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Ummmm EPIC ending to the weekend. Obvs he isnt as cool as we all are though.
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whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat!? I’m more than a tiny bit jealous of you right now.
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I came across your blog via Jess. What a cool story!!! It is one of my fantasies to sit next to someone famous on an airplane. One of my old roommates sat next to Chase Crawford from Gossip Girl from NYC to Dallas—I was so jealous!
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