It's not all bad luck... In the spring of '83 I was living in San Diego,
called in to KGB and won tickets to see Sammy Hagar, with Night Ranger
opening, at the LA Forum. That was when "I can't drive 55" was still a
favorite of mine, along with 3 Lock Box. No limo, just a busload of other
winners, and my 8 month pregnant wife. My kid's a rocker. Shoulda took him
to see Neil in vitro though (hope I used that term correctly), he didn't get
that gene.
Also, a few years later KGB was giving a way a couple Toyota 4x4's. My wife
called in and won a key to try to start one of them, didn't fit though.
Once though, I was trying to be the "nth" caller and in my haste dialed up
the wrong station. I didn't realize my mistake til the dj answered and I got
a little flustered. Me, in a stupid voice: "Uh...could you play some
Hendrix?" I was "that guy".
Mark Georg
Pardon My Heart
