Yeah, so remember what I was saying about leaving that door open. About how you leave yourself open to the experiences of life, sometimes you get the good. Sometimes you get the not so good. And sometimes you get the just plain strange.
My weekend started out pretty good and normal. Kayphore and I went out to see some bands and karaoke. By the way, best karaoke performances of my life, and you missed them. Anyway, it was all good. And then . . .
Kayphore and I were kidnapped and held hostage by a Rockstar. On accident.
At least, I hope it was an accident. He’s a nice enough guy, and I don’t know that he would be trying to make me panic with a desire to fling myself down on the floor, kicking and flailing my arms while sobbing. “I . . . want . . . to . . . go . . . home!”
It was certainly the most interestingly random thing that’s happened to me in a long time. And I can’t say that it was awful, but it was definitely not how I planned to spend that evening. Any evening, really.
We finally made it out of there Saturday morning.
And that was just the start of my weekend.
Wowzer!
Peggy Lu Who's Just Sayin' 
Sounds like you had an interesting night.