The Truth Or This Other Guy’s Story

The alarm woke me up at 2:30AM and in an awe-inspiring display of masculinity and raw power I yanked its chord from the hotel wall socket, inadvertently flinging the clock across the room with it. I didn’t know my own strength. And my road manager lay dumbfounded and useless in his bed…laughing at me…and wanting to talk about what just happened. I ignored him, offering no explanation, for none was needed, and slept on.

Or you can believe this other guy’s story.