Man, Where am I?

Sorry for the light posting. I've had to go into exile, to suffer from the humiliation of getting booed off stage during my grand debut as a rock star.

Actually, I was playing the rock star game at a New Year's Eve party. I was bass. I was awful.

So then I tried to be the charismatic front man. My fatal mistake was choosing a song by The Killers. Their lyrics make no sense whatsoever. And I simply cannot read words like that without some kind of running commentary and/or grammar corrections. It's just the way I roll. That's when I get booed off stage.

I went back to bass, which I finally managed to get ok at by 1:00. Everyone at the party was addicted to that game though. We played it, turned it off for 10 minutes to watch the ball fall, and then we put the game back on. I stayed until 1, but I had an hour drive home so I resisted the urge to rock out one last time.

Thank You Fredericksburg!!!! YOU ROCK!!!