Mexican Radio
I wish I was in.... Tiajuannna, Eating bar-be-qued IGUANA.- Wall of Voodoo I received a call from a drummer named Dennis. "Hey bud, would you like to come over and jam a bit at my house?" I asked him what night and he said Thursday. He gave me the address and I saw how close to my house that he lived and agreed. "Diesel" photo courtesy Dennis A. Weise That night after navigating through the twisty cross streets on my motorcycle and not finding it, I pull over and try to call him, when I hear someone yelling my name. I am in the parking lot of "Los Antojitos" a great Mexican restaurant and don't think much of it. Matthew is a fairly common name. Don't you hate it when you meet someone with your name? It feels like being in a competition, and let's face it, that other person has no chance of winning it. (High humor from the realms of Mattworld) I look up from my phone and see Dennis aka "Drummerboy" waving from the...