The Toaster Toss (or late night olympics)

Another good Ken story. After a stint at a hotel (usually lasting a month or longer) we would have to pack up our gear and drive to the next gig. It was always funny that Ken (our "lead singer") would somehow manage to disappear for these gear loading parties. Ken, of course owned the band truck and his girlfriend would drive said truck while Ken slept on the way to the next gig.

Now it was bad enough that Ken would not help load the gear into his van, but we ALSO had to move Ken's personal belongings out of the way so we could get the gear into his Van. One night someone had the bright idea to see how far we could throw Ken's iron and toaster oven, much like a discus thrower at a track meet. We even marked the best throw with chalk, with the winner getting $20 for their olympian efforts. I will say that I won the iron toss by throwing it onto the roof of the Marriott Inn, a rather long toss I might add.  I can't remember who won the toaster oven toss. But I seem to remember that it somehow wound up on the side of I95.

But the best part of all this was when we arrived at the next gig. Ken was asking if anyone had seen his iron or toaster oven. Of course, no one had any idea what could have happened to them!

Man I miss Ken!!!!!

Stay Cool

Rik