That Joe Jonas Story
This is not much of a story, but just thought I would share a little eyewitness account of the photo above. Earlier this week I shared with you my Kyle Richards encounter on Tuesday. Because I took the day off from work and was hanging out with the parents, after The Grove we took a turn over to BevMo which just happens to share the same parking garage as a Target where this Joe Jonas photo was taken.
Despite the number of photos I have seen taken at this Target parking garage of celebrities, my encounters in the parking garage and in the stores above have been limited to people who could not even score a gig on Surreal Life if they had a cast of 300.
But, then again, I do not usually go to The Grove or Target during the day during the week. So, shortly after the Kyle Richards run in at The Grove, the family and I were coming back down from BevMo and headed to the mini-van when I saw Senor Jonas hanging out of his truck. I say hanging out because he had the window rolled down and his arm hanging out and I pointed him out to my mom. She has a thing for the Jonas Brothers. I don't know why. She also knows I suck at identifying celebrities when I am out. I either don't pay any attention and don't notice them, or I assume everyone is one because they all dress and look the same. But, because I have some weird connection with actresses with minor roles in Twilight, it did not surprise me at all to see him and knew who he was. The only celebrities I ever seem to see anywhere or run into are Ashley Greene and Nikki Reed. I could go anywhere in this city and run into them. I have run into ihop at 4am in a shady part of town and there was Nikki Reed. Public Library? Saw Ashley Greene. At least once a month or so I see one of them and it is really starting to freak out. I don't sleep well at night and I still don't know what Ashley Greene was doing at a public library. She does not seem like a big reader. It is like they follow me. So, seeing the guy she is dating was not a big shocker.
When my mom turned to stare at him, he seemed to perk up and get excited that someone recognized him even if it was a woman who is older than his grandfather. Apparently he needs to be recognized every few minutes to keep his mojo. Whoever took the picture of him must have come about a minute or two later but they took the picture right from where we had parked. When I saw him in the truck he was wearing more than a t-shirt so he must have decided to strip down before moving the tree box.
