Breakfast Epiphanies played one of their weirdest "concerts" yet. We were in a gym with a bunch of sorority and fraternity guys playing volleyball. This means that in the middle of a solo, a volleyball would come hurtling at my head, making it necessary to deftly swat the ball away and continue playing and try to not miss a beat. It was really not as fun as it sounds. But they gave us free t-shirts and a bag of trail mix. So now everyone can think I'm a frat-boy. Oh wait...that's not a good thing.