The DU Lounge

Had a pistol brandished at me when trying to collect payment for a night's work at a dance club. We didn't argue further, packed up and left.

I hydroplaned on the freeway going about 75mph in my Gran Torino and ended up against the inside railing facing backwards while cars zoomed past me.

I had to have all of my upper teeth pulled in one go to get an implant. Turns out, I shouldn't have been worried because of the demerol/propofol cocktail they gave me.

The scariest though was coming back from a concert in a remote base in the mountains in South Korea. We were in a Chinook CH-47, and the flight crew was cool enough to let me listen to the radio chatter when we flew out. Extremely turbulent ride...like we would have been bouncing around like pinballs if we hadn't been strapped in. We were also very hungover, having been introduced to a vile liquor called Soju the night before.

About 15 minutes into our flight, I heard the engineer mention the "number 2 engine chip detector", this was soon followed by the pilot, "shutting down engine 2", followed by "emergency landing". It really wasn't as bad as it sounded, because the helicopter could fly fine with one engine, but I didn't know that, so I was mildly perturbed.