Ah, Kaiser's and the moon. On some concert nights there was nothing like it. One particular night in the early 90's, I exorcised the memories of my recent ex-wife looking at the full moon.
And yes VVHT, there was a t-shirt involved...
That's exactly what I was doing, Rob. Then a hooker approached me! I demurred. Respect, Marblehead
We're all in this together and none of us is getting out alive.