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I have an online friend who lives in New York City. I was chatting with her the other day and she told me she went to see Elefant play a show. She said, "Guess who showed up?"

I don't know. It's New York City. It could be anyone.

"Lindsay Lohan."

Interesting. I don't know much about the girl except from what my eleven year old niece tells me. Even then, it's not much.

"I wouldn't have noticed her if she didn't come in with two big bodyguards."

Celebrities. Wow.

I live in Minnesota, and we're definitely not known for our celebrities. Prince, Bob Dylan, Mitch Hedberg, The Replacements, Husker Du, Atmosphere, Semisonic, Motion City Soundtrack, Tapes 'N' Tapes, and loads of other talented people live here (or originated here) but they're not treated like "celebrities." We're just proud of them.

The concept of "celebrity" is foreign to me. I'm a midwestern gal, and I don't have "run-ins" with famous people. I'll chat with bands after shows and such, but I don't think of them as celebrities. They're just people who play instruments and tour.

I don't really like the idea of "celebrities." Bodyguards, limos, big fancy houses, being plastered all over the cover of National Inquirer...it doesn't seem thrilling to me. It just seems fake. Maybe it's because I feel like I can't relate to celebrities. I have a boring day job. I'm trying to finance college. I eat Pizza Rolls for dinner. I buy my clothes from Target. I can't relate to someone who has a housekeeper, three BMWs in their driveway, and Versace designing dresses for them for every awards ceremony. That's not real. That's like winning the lottery.

Although Lindsay Lohan may have more fame and money than I do, at least I can go see a band perform, chat with my friends and drink a couple of Coronas without being accompanied by bodyguards.

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