It's hard to hear over the Wet Thunder

I was SO excited yesterday to go out to Fox to the Howling Dog Saloon and watch this crazy lesbian jug band called the 'Bac'untry Bruthers - All night dRAGTIME Revue' (Long name, I know but you get the idea) These girls are so good, it hurts...especially the next morning...
So, Sam, me, Mark, John, Bob, Jessie and even Tamara showed up to watch and drink and dance. As soon as we walked in the door, we knew something was off. We looked around for the lesbian-jug-band-crowd, but instead saw the same whithered, old locals and some college kids who were way too drunk at that early hour. Hmmm. Then we saw hairy, fat guys setting up the stage...Hmmm, again. They didn't look very lesbionic to us. Finally we asked someone and sure enough, The Bac'untry Bruthers played the night before...and tonight? An 80s/90s heavy metal band called Wet Thunder. Oh. My. God. Hilarious. And shitty. All at the same time. Sam, Mark and I wound up staying way too long but, you know, it had been a while since I've heard Warrant. I'm pretty sure there were some good songs mixed in there, but they sucked, so it was hard to tell.
Anyway, it's snowing like mad right now and the dogs and I are really excited. I've been training on the four-wheeler but would obviously like to get on the sled ASAP. Speaking of sleds, I ordered my first brand new sled yesterday. It's a limited edition Nitro 64 made by Prairie Bilt. Ok, so with shipping from North Dakota, I dropped $3,600, but I need a good sled for racing this year and it is an investment. Right? RIGHT??
I went to the Yukon Quest rookie workshop, a seven-hour affair, on Friday and it was amazing! I learned so much. Hans Gatt, Gerry Willomitzer, John Schandelmeier, Brent Sass, Kelley Griffin, Gwen, and Ken (the angry Teletubby) were there to answer all the usual rookie questions and concerns about the Quest. I'm not doing the 1,000-mile version this year, but hopefully next.
Anyway, I've rambled on long enough. More later. Later.
Peace.