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Hi, I'm nobody.

But I used to be "somebody", or at least I thought I was somebody back when I had a pretty cool job. 

Don't get me wrong, I love my job now, but there were certain perks that came with the old job that I miss a little. 



Yes, that is a selfie with Luke Bryan!


Dierks Bentley is literally the coolest person I have ever met. And STILL answers my texts to this day! (Watch your feet...I just name-dropped...again)

One of the perks of that job was getting to meet SO many artists and see so many concerts (usually for free). I got spoiled, I admit it.


Three years ago, I left that job to pursue my lifelong dream of becoming a nurse. I graduate in 282 days, but who's counting?!? After graduation, I will have a BSN and will officially become a Registered Nurse. Finally, a dream of mine will come true and a lifetime of learning will actually pay off. 
That being said, I have noticed that over the past 3 years, I have lost a lot of friends. I guess when you have nothing to offer anyone (for free) you become irrelevant to them. I am fine with the loss of the people that were just using me for personal gain and my backstage access.

But I DO miss my old life just a little bit. I mean...I am kissing Keith Urban!


Fast forward to today. 
I am a nobody and don't have the perks anymore. So, when looking at the price of tickets to a live show, I about sh*t my pants. I guess when you are out of the "game" for a while, you don't realize just how much it costs to see an artist that you love. Being a nobody sure is expensive!

Thankfully I still have friends in the business that will hook me up from time to time - probably because I rarely ask, unless it's someone I REALLY want to see.

Like tonight...Eli Young Band is playing here in the Springs and I would knock over a liquor store if I had to - just to go see them. Fortunately, I was able to get on the guest list courtesy of one of my favorite people in the world. (Thanks AG!)


There is really no point to this post, other than to lament the cost of live music nowadays (damn I sound old),  reminisce about those people that have (thankfully) left my life, and show gratitude for those that stayed.

I do miss my "old life" sometimes, but I don't miss the bullshit that came with it. 

I am finally content and optimistic about my future. I'm thankful for the people that still like me (even if I can offer nothing more than sub-par medical advice and stitch removal if you need it), and I appreciate the weight that was lifted off of my back.

I hope that I see you at the EYB show tonight...I'll bring my stitch removal kit, just in case. 
























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  1. AnonymousAugust 3, 2023 at 1:24 PM

    You not nobody! My my favorite somebody. You are my most important lest somebody! 🐝💗💗

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  2. Jill HooverAugust 3, 2023 at 4:23 PM

    Hi Alicia! You and I have never met before in person but we’ve exchanged a couple posts onnFB about Wizard of Oz wine from Wamego (IYKYN). I think it is absolutely fabulous that you are pursuing your dream and I still love to read your posts. Cheers to you and to your future. The world is a better place because of people like you ❤️

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    1. Jill HooverAugust 3, 2023 at 4:25 PM

      Dang auto correct! I know your name is Alisha not Alicia lol

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    2. AnonymousAugust 3, 2023 at 9:53 PM

      You will always be a somebody to me. Enjoy be a nurse!

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