That's another story but I did meet my wife when she got all dolled up on a Saturday Night and showed up at a small bar we were playing in Donaldson, Minnesota. It was a gig that we didn't even get paid for... We just liked the owner and he let us drink for free so we packed everything into the corner of a small bar called the Bear's Den. It was fate and my wife often thinks about that night and the odds of us getting together at random like that. She has reached the point after nearly 26 years where she is now wondering OUT LOUD why she didn't go to a different bar.