I recently found myself on stage, on my knees, at The Mint singing Bonnie Tyler's, "Total Eclipse of the Heart" to one bachelorette and two birthday parties. Before that I recall being on the ground floor at a Flaming Lips show drinking bud out of a bottle. As I was taking a sip a friend knocked into me and chipped my two front teeth. Small chips. Now you know me. (Don't drink beer from a bottle in a rock crowd.) Oh, I am not a smoker. But I am a leech when I drink.
