You all know about the Clay love by now. That I am attending two of his concerts this summer.
Well, today I get this message from the fan club:
“Signups for Meet and Greet events are now available for upcoming “An Evening with Clay 2007” tour performances! Six lucky winners will be chosen at random for each meet and greet. If you are planning to attend an upcoming show, enter now so you don’t miss out on an opportunity to meet Clay!”
Yay! [Of course I entered]
You may not know that I won a Meet & Greet almost two years ago.
I was not a blubbering idiot. No. Far worse. I could not speak. Could. Not. Speak.
Clay (signing autograph) – “Where are you from?”
Me (trembling) – “[where I’m from]”
Clay (smiling, dreamy) – “Wow you travelled a long way to get here!”
Me – (more trembling) – “Yes.”
He signs. Comes up next to me, puts his arm around me for the picture. This is with my new camera of course.
That hand is big and hot on the small of my back. This is all I am thinking about. That hand. On. My. Back.
It takes 3 times for that camera to work.
At one point Clay says (in southern accent) “Go on over there [to Mary the manager] and show her how to work your camera.”
Me – thinking – this a new camera I have no idea how it works – well I go over there. Me – “Press the button.”
I go back to Clay.
That hand again.
It works. I walk shakily over to Mary. Take my camera. Go over to the table to collect my pocketbook, coat.
Clay comes right up to me. He is carrying something. He looks me right in the eyes. God he has such green eyes.
Clay – “You forgot this.”
It is the autograph.
Clay- “Thank you so much for coming all the way from…”
Me – nothing. Absolutely. Nothing.
I read the autograph –
If I win, I will try to take him up on that this time. I will, damn it.