It’s Randy Baumann, bitch.

So Randy Baumann, that guy on ‘DVE that is in love with me, is hosting an event to raise funds for a pretty worthy cause, the Tipitina’s Foundation of New Orleans (great article here) which is working to preserve New Orleans’ rich musical heritage in the wake of the Katrina tragedy.  I understand Alan Faneca is heavily involved as well, seeing as he’s a LSU alum.

So the event is this Thursday at Altar Bar (PittGirl has never been there before!) and I’m not going to lie to you, I’ve never heard of the people that will be performing, but there is a good reason for this: I’m a little too country.

(Again, before you throw pointy sticks and angry pigeons at me, let me remind you that it is virtually impossible to attend four years of college in Texas and NOT be dragged kicking and screaming into the loving arms of Tim McGraw and Rascal Flatts.  Impossible.  Don’t judge me.)

Doesn’t mean I won’t enjoy the pants off of myself.  Oh, calm down.  My pants are not coming off.

Where is this post going?

If you go, tell Randy that PittGirl sent you and that it could never work because she’s a little bit country and he’s all rock ‘n roll.

Maybe PittGirl will be there.  Maybe she won’t.

[Jedi mind trick hand gesture]

I was never here.


  1. Gretchen
    November 27, 2007 10:03 pm

    Wow. Looks like a good event and all, but that is the worst poster I’ve seen for an event in a really long time.

  2. Uncle Crappy
    November 27, 2007 10:40 pm

    Dr. John pretty much IS New Orleans music, and I guarantee you’ll recognize a song or two. And Rebirth kicks total ass. That’ll be a fun show.

  3. Texas Boy
    November 28, 2007 1:35 pm

    Which school did you go to?

  4. DeutschtownFrau
    November 29, 2007 9:06 am

    Actually PittGirl, the reason it’d never work with you and Randy B., apart from the music thing, is that you’re a little bit conservative and he’s a whole lot rabid left. He must not know about your shamefully rational political self or he wouldn’t even pretend to be an admirer on the air — or civilized in person. Not worthy of your blog space.