Last year it was at a wedding for the son of a good friend. I drank heavily, danced heavily on my bad knee and got up and rapped with the band to the Run DMC variation of Aerosmith’s Walk This Way: “…I was a high school LOSER, never made it with the LADIES…”. No kidding. Late in the evening the mother of the bride made a point of coming over and reminding me that she had been in my sister’s cabin at summer camp …
