On Friday I got to go with Christian to have dinner with Lucy Walsh and then go to her dad’s show at Madison Square Garden. I had never seen The Eagles before; they were amazing! They sounded so perfectly put together. Every moment was spot-on, and their set was three hours long! I knew the basics (“Hotel California” of course) and I knew Don Henley’s hits (“Boys of Summer” and “Dirty Laundry”) and one or two of Joe Walsh’s solo songs. But I knew so many of the other things they played and never had any idea they were their songs. Lucy was great, I like her. At one point she exclaimed “my dad looks like Kill Bill!” She introduced us to him backstage and all I could think about was that everywhere my music is for sale online, his name is always right there on the page as a “maybe you’ll like…” simply because we have the same last name.

Definitely one of the coolest shows I’ve been to in New York. The place was sold out, the second of three nights in a row, many thousands of people dancing and singing along. It was great. At one point we were visited by the Naked Brothers band from Nickelodeon, who are interested in having Christian on the show? I don’t know. It was awkward because the young one was like ten years old and I think we had just been talking about something raunchy. Also, their mom was on Thirtysomething.

A few weeks ago my mom told me that our family cat, Eliot, was dying. She said he was lying on the floor quietly and hadn’t eaten for days. He’s a big fat lazy angry cat who doesn’t do much other than eat, poop, and bat at you with a claw. But he was calm and skinny and she was sure he was on his way out. He is 16 years old. So I bought a gravestone for him online, had it engraved and sent to her house in Ohio. It takes a few weeks for them to make and send it, so I was worried he was going to be dead and buried for a while before the marker was in place. But then he got better. Now he’s fine and walking around and his gravestone arrived today. Mom sent me a photo of it… neatly placed in the backyard garden as though he is buried underneath it. But he’s probably rubbing up against it and hobnobbing with the dogs in the sun. Because he’s alive. Yet his grave is already clearly marked with an epitaph and his silhouette. Mom is creepy.

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Christian backstage at MSG

After the show, I hosted Tatler at Lotus and we met up with Kathy, Geneva, and Alana and her French friend (above), who went around taking pictures of peoples’ nipples. I may be posting those here at a later date…

At the MTV Movie Awards last night, Lucy wore the dress that Christian designed for Holly on Make Me A Supermodel, and which Carolina wore last week. It’s getting quite a bit of mileage.