In this open mic, the table right in front of me caught on fire while I played my first song. Also, I followed an interesting fellow who was visited by an alien being and pronounced the “chosen one.” So, as I continue to hone my gift of stage gab, I concocted an opening that gave a nod to that. Featuring Gardens and Cobblestones, I Drive a Bus, and– inevitably– Chinese Buffet.
Rodzroom 
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