So there I was in New Braunfels, TX, with David Lee and Heather Ray when everyone in the club decided to sing and dance to every tune. I use the term “dance” loosely because after the first crowd-surfing stunt by a bachelor worked, the second time ended with what I can only assume was a possible concussion. He did jump back to his feet and tell everyone he was fine while wearing a tuxedo vest which was ripped in half during his fail. Another guy couldn’t stop showing his affection for our stage. The women who danced were much better dancers than the men who flailed, but that’s par for the course. Heather and Dave were fantastic to work with, and they kept everyone on their feet. The crowd was energetic, to say the least, and everyone left happy and alive. Whew.
