What is today? Today, my fellow fans is a big, huge, gigantic, immense one for us here at the Daily Duranie. I hope, by now, it is all obvious! It is the day that we have officially begun selling tickets to Durandemonium 2013: The Duran Duran Fan Convention that we are organizing in Chicago, Illinois, over the weekend of October 18th-20th. We can’t go back now! The nervous excitement is intense right now as we wait to see how Duranland greets what it bound to be one kick ass party. How can it not be? After all, we are sticking a ton of Duranies in one room with good food, good drinks, good music and good company. How could it be anything but?! The lead up to the big decision, the big announcement and the big sale has been a bit crazy to say the least! Rhonda and I are at that point when everything in the world seems funny to us as we have been on the phone with each other more times than I can count and for longer periods of time than EVER, I swear. Heck, I think I have talked with her more this week than I do when we are planning a tour that includes meetups! Then, there is the work involved, which includes setting up websites, facebook pages, and twitter accounts that the committee has done. There is the registration information to put up and organize. My phone has been getting a work out from not only calling fellow committee members but hotels and restaurants and from responding to people every few minutes! What does this mean for my household chores? It means that they aren’t getting done. Sleep isn’t happening either as my paid job still needs to be done.
When I take two seconds to think about my life right now, I am reminded of a time in October and November when I was pulling the same kind of hours and focusing on work of some kind for more than 14 hours a day. What was I doing then? I was campaigning. I was focused on doing various tasks to get a job done right for a large event, for a cause. Hmm…This is truly starting to sound and feel familiar. Then, I think about myself in between these periods of chaos and intensity. I’m reckless. Anxious. Bored. I should be relieved and I usually am… for about a week or so despite always having things to do. Touring then pops in my mind and again, it is another period of intensity with both the planning and the actual touring with little sleep, always being on the move, etc. What the hell?! Could it be that I, too, am an adrenaline junkie?! I do feed off of intense experiences. Wow. Does this mean that I’m like Simon?!
That is a thought that I truly can’t think too much about. I’m too busy responding to people’s questions and watching people make plans for the convention. I’m focused on details and next steps. I’m too busy being excited by the convention myself! I can’t wait to spend time with Rhonda and the rest of the convention committee. I am hoping that there are a lot of Duranies whom I have met along the way who come and I love that there will be new Duranies to meet. Hmm…is this adrenaline rush, this intensity part of fandom for me? I think it is. Goodness knows that I experience it every time those 5 guys come on stage in front of me. Heck, I don’t think I’ll ever forget that moment in Biloxi when John and Dom came over right in front of us for the beginning of Planet Earth. It was too intense for me! I think I have to conclude that intensity is a part of it for me. Heck, these friendships I have and soon to have are probably also intense. After all, we all have the same passion for that silly band from Birmingham, England.
On that note, more to do, my friends, more to do…
-A

Ok so I laughed. I have this memory of Sara and I yelling “MAN DOWN”, “MAN DOWN!!” in the middle of New Orleans. You probably still have a scar on your knees from that incident, don't you?!?
Good times, albeit painful. 😉
I'm amused – “How is a convention like Simon LeBon?” I really wasn't sure where you were going to go with that one….
oh – and that was me, Rhonda. I forgot to sign it. Again. 😀 -R
My knee really hasn't been the same since! I thought you would get a kick out of that memory!!
-A