Did I play you the song I wrote about falling into the conga drums of The Sales Department band last Mardi Gras? It's a hoot. But hey, the conga drums were right up next to the dance floor. I don't know what happened but "my 2-step made a 3-step run" (a line in my song) and I wiped out their congas. Man, talk about EMBARRASSING. God, I crawled to the bar. The girl later said she tripped me. I think she did. I was pretty tipsy (uh, drunk) but not that far gone. I do get a bit happy every three or four years on Mardi Gras. Anyway, got a good song out of it. It's funny. You'd love it. I wrote it on the psr740 and it's got a kickin' beat.