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at an in-store performance and signing in nyc. the moooost exciting thing was actually meeting Pino Palladino (!!) and Steve Jordan (!!!)

I attended a symposium more than five years ago at the Italian Culture Institute in New York. The whole affair was quite stuffy and so was he. I imagine it was not because of how he truly is, but by the circumstances he was in.

He also promoted “How To Travel With A Salmon, and Other Essays.” He respect his work tremendously, especially his essays on semiotics. I’m also a big fan of his prose and have read “The Name of the Rose” several times.

I was in 9th grade when I heard Roxanne (by The Police) for the first time. I immediately knew that the man who was rasping out “put on the red light” would be a part of me forever. I wore black on the day that it was officially declared that the Police had split up. By my sophomore year, I had a full-blown infatuation with Sting. My bedroom walls were plastered with his pictures.

I nearly fainted when I heard that he was beginning a solo career. I was hooked! I read everything about him, memorized entire articles. Believed in all he did. Joined Amnesty International, studied Jung, donated money to Greenpeace first, then the Rainforest Foundation. If I learned anything in those years, I owe it to Sting.

Now I’ve grown up a bit and my passion for Sting has somewhat matured. But there are so many things that I could/would like to talk to him about. Plus, let’s face it, he’s 54 and still a hottie!!