We all have our mishaps. Things don't always go perfectly. Sometimes you have good intentions. At certain times of the year you spend your Sunday nights going to Holiday parties in the rain. Once in a while you go to a friends house for the first time, because the bar closed and you don't want to go home yet. Even in California, it's raining out. Every so often, you walk in a front door and the cat gets out. Then it occurs to you that a cat shouldn't be running out the front door, if that was alright it might not run. Reacting instinctively, your foot hit the top of that first wet step. Before you know it, you land on that second wet step right on your upper left gluteus maximus. That is what you see here. As bad as this looks, I got off easy. Nothing broken and no head damage. It is great when your butt works, especially when your head isn't.
If you look closely at this flyer you will see my nickname, Jefe, on it. I got actual billing credit. It doesn't really seem like a big deal, but it does give me some pride. I hosted the evening. This included, telling jokes, keeping the show going, announcing bands, and typical hosting duties. I was great. I especially liked the bands that played. A good time was had by all. Especially the musicians who were getting high in our Greene room and set off the fire alarm. 'Nuf Respect.Oh yeah, for all you Batman fans who haven't seen the new trailer. Click on the link to see the YouTube .
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