I'm standing in the living room tying my tie�something I so rarely have to do�watching a videotape of the last-ever Alto Heceta show, drinking a Coors Light, wondering how I got here.

I am 26 years old.

It's spitting snow outside, doors are at 9, my ride's on the way, I have $14 in my bank account, and a headache.

Rock and roll.

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