He was no shit playing backup on bass while my friend Sean told a story about Galileo. And then Sean said, "come meet Flea." And Flea said, "it's my pleasure to meet you." Then he shook my hand. And then he said, "I have to go home."
And then he ran away.
AND I WILL NEVER WASH MY HAND AGAIN. Except I totally did when i walked in the door because, you know, gross stuff on railings and stuff.
awesome Allyson! Awesome!
It was one of those sorts of things where I was standing next to Sean who is all, "my book on the Higgs Boson is coming out tomorrow" and Flea who is all "I was inducted in the RRHOF" and I was all "I watch television real good...OMG HOW DID I GET IN THIS ROOM?"
I was all "I watch television real good...OMG HOW DID I GET IN THIS ROOM?"
Perhaps "I'm an author, I boss around space geniuses, and I scare network TV execs in my spare time"?
Hey, more details about how Broadwell got caught with her computer stalking nonsense.
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Oh and you guys I got a bunch of Mars Rover Hot Wheels. They're adorable.
Perhaps "I'm an author, I boss around space geniuses, and I scare network TV execs in my spare time"?
Yeah, what meara said!
And oooh, you met Flea! That's so cool!
He did have the whole, "be gracious to fans" vibe down.
Allyson! Flea!!! That is so cool. I'd have gotten all bees in your shoes.
When I saw Flea in the documentary The Other F Word, I realized how much more amazing he is as he played piano with his daughter and got choked up with tears when discussing fatherhood. Oooof.
I'm glad you got to meet him, Allyson.