Close Encounters of the Jon Kind
Name: Ericka D.
It was December, 2001. This
was my 2nd time seeing Jon at Foxwoods Casino. The previous December, my mom
and I got there about an hour before showtime and since it was first come, first
serve seating, we got front row!!!! I nearly died. The tables were sideways,
with the chairs parallel to the stage (not facing it). I literally had my arm
on stage the entire night. I will never forget his Timberland boots so close
to me . . .
Anyway, the following year,
I was determined to get the same seats. I was also determined to talk to Jon.
As you all know, he is very much into conversing with his followers (sorry,
his audience) so I knew I could do it. I am a HUGE cat lover (almost to my total
embarrassment, as you will see) and decided to get his attention during his
My mom and I got in the
theater, and since there were only 4 other people ahead of us, we got the same
seats we had the year before. I rested my arm on the stage, like a dog marking
its territory. I was also very glad I wore a low cut shirt, just in case Jon
were to come towards my side of the stage. (Boy, did he!)
So he starts the show, and
I take a few pics, which didn't come out that great, but at least I have them,
and I get ready to make my move. He starts talking about how dogs are different
than cats, and he made some random comment that was insulting toward felines,
and I screamed in protest. He gestured to me, and said, "Oh, a cat lover." Then
he says, "Let me ask you, did you pay for your cat?" and I said yes, all
three, and he seemed amazed. He said, "What kind of cats?" and I said, "Two
Siamese and a Tuxedo cat." He's like, what's a Tuxedo cat? I said, you know,
looks like he's wearing a tux? And before he could answer, I said, "I have
pictures, if you'd like to see him." (Told you this was embarrassing) So he
asks, "Do you have them here, or do we have to go to your place?" I was DYING!!!
"I meekly said, "No, I have them here." So he holds a hand up to the audience,
and says, "S'cuse me for a sec," and comes over to me. He bends down over me
(score for the low cut shirt!!!), and I show him pics of my cat. His face was
six inches from mine! He's like, "Oh, now I get it, a TUXEDO cat. Okay!" I think
he may have asked me my name, or something else, but I forget. I do remember
people coming up to me after the show and asking if I was the "tuxedo cat
girl" and if they could see my kitten too.
So my one encounter with
the one man of my dreams, and I show him pictures of my cat. But what an encounter
Compiled by Melly.