Last night my friend Meredith brought over her husband's Rock Band, a game I only had one short and bad attempt in the past. After a few beers and several pieces of pizza or was it several beers and a few pieces of pizza?!? Anyway I some how ended up on the mic. I love the mic but the mic does not like me...mostly because it displays my tone deaf voice loudly. I secretly wanted to play the drums because if I really was in a real rock band I would definitely pick to be the drummer. I ended up trying one song on the drums and failed terribly.
Drum Controller
This just didn't make sense I love the drums and drummers. One of my favorite drummers is Tommy Lee, from the famous hair band Motley Crue. I don't know what it is about him but I always had a little crush on him. This crush changed about two years ago when my father told a story over dinner. The conversation started over how I was a bad newborn in the sense I never slept and was always fussy. The conversation continued when it was mentioned that it didnt help we had a noisy neighbor, that my Dad referred to as "that drummer". 'The drummer?" I asked. Well long story short it was none other than Tommy Lee.
For any fans when my Dad confronted him about the noise and he was very polite and apologetic. Years later my Dad actually helped him and his then wife into our golf club, see above for a picture of the happy couple.
So let it be known...
You loose 'crush' status in my book if you wake me from my slumber and you definitely loose 'crush' status if you and my Father have already had words.
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