That’s right–Pearl Jam is, count ‘em, 20 today. Do you feel old yet?

I’m in Las Vegas for a press trip at the Monte Carlo hotel: tonight is the grand opening of their new act, the dance crew Jabbawockeez, and we’re going to the show, then having an after-party with the boys. We already met them last night, went on stage after the show, and saw their backstage costume/wardrobe area. They were incredibly down-to-earth and passionate, so meeting and talking to them has made me even more excited to check out the show tonight, VIP-style!

But, first, I had to write a quick non-beauty, non-travel, non-style, non-ANYTHING-related post to say thanks to Pearl Jam for being such an integral part of my life for the past 19 years. (I was only a year slow to the party.) Without Pearl Jam, there’d probably still be a Jolie, but she’d be much (emotionally) poorer for it. Some people are addicted to sex and drugs: for me, it’s Eddie Vedder, Jeff Ament, Stone Gossard, Mike McCready and, of course, Matt Cameron.

Thanks for rocking all these years, and here’s to 20 more! (And, btw, pics soon to come from the Jabbawockeez show!)