OMG I’m in love with Todd Rundgren’s wife, OF ALL PEOPLE. Her blog is fucking wonderful. She’s a riot. She’s a soft touch. She’s, like, inspiring and shit!

Honestly, I have understood quite clearly for years that Todd is Godd – but I didn’t know shit about his personal life. Didn’t even know if he was married or had kids or what. (I just buy the albums, ma’am.) I didn’t even know that Liv Tyler though he was her dad until she was like 13, until yesterday when I read it on an album review.

So how’d I find Todd’s wife’s adorable blog? Well, it’s like this. I was innocently trolling over at forum.trconnection.com to see what there was to see (there are ways to buy tickets before they’re fully on sale, and I intend to learn them). At some point I clicked a link that took me to a page where I clicked a link and somehow I ended up at http://www.michelerundgren.com.

And, while looking at a stacked blonde upside down in a chair, I thought, “Holy shit, Todd, you’re married to a woman half your fucking age! Eewh! Gross!”

But then I looked at her still photos and discovered she’s of a Proper Decade, and I decided I approved after all. Whatever.

But then I started reading her blog.

She’s fucking fantastic! She’s humble, smart, funny, busy, and cleans her own toilets. She’s a grandma and she’s in a band! She loves her children, and her FOUR DOGS bring dead things into their house!!! Best of all, she never refers to her husband by his name, but always with some descriptive personality, like ‘Alan Greenspan’ (when talking about money) or ‘Liberace’ (when trying to get him to take her on tour) so that her sentences read “…blah blah blah MY HUSBAND, ALAN GREENSPAN, blah blah blah” and it’s just funny as SHIT. (I think I might adopt it myself, except I’d always end up referring to Brett as “that sidekick guy from Braveheart,” which might possibly cease to be funny… after about TEN YEARS.)

Talking about trying to take their youngest out to a movie, she says, “We try to regain our cool status by reminding him that Team America is NC-17 and that he can’t see it without us. Even after we tell him that there is naked puppet sex in it, he still doesn’t want to hang with us… The little bastard! Oh, I forgot, we got married so he’s not a bastard anymore.”

Hah!

She’s also totally zoned in on the idea that women make or break men. A loving woman helps create and nurture a loving man. A good woman raises good sons. I dig that. While she doesn’t seem to go as far as I do and say that bad women are what fucked up half of today’s men, I’m cool with that because very few do.

AND she’s from Oregon! How cool is that?!
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