I want to preface this story by saying I got permission before doing it. This weekend we were invited to my wife’s boss’s house for dinner. We have had them over for dinner and we all get along well. Her boss is an amazing cook so I was really looking forward to the evening. As these things often go, I usually end up hanging out with her husband, just the two of us, shooting the breeze for a bit. He’s a great guy. One thing about him is he totally loves Phish. I am not the biggest fan of Phish. I do, however, know a lot about Phish for someone who doesn’t really like them. I lived with a house full of Phish Heads who spent years trying to get me to like their music. They ultimately failed but I can appreciate the band. This being the case, most of our conversations circle back to Phish. It is fun to dump on Phish every once in a while. Anyway, the kids are done...



