Saturday afternoon my wife and I will board a plane, taking us the wintry destination of Green Bay, Wisconsin. A day and a half of receptions and tours will lead up to us watching the Green Bay Packers face the Detroit Lions on the frozen tundra of Lambeau field.

Yes, that right, we are going to a game in Green Bay, finally fulfilling one of my wives life long dreams. It seems that after getting a Green Bay Packers sticker out of a loaf of bread at the tender age of 8, she became a life long Packers fanatic. For as long as I have known her, and I have known her a LONG time, she has gone on and on about her desire to see a game at Lambeau in the cold and snow.

Sunday night forecast is for a low of 21 degree with snow. It looks like she'll get her wish. A bizarre wish for a woman that hates to be cold as much as she hates the word mucus. But never let it be said that I stood in the way of a woman and her wish to watch Brett Favre while freezing her ass off.

Thank God we're past OU.... On to Colorado. (Sorry Heidi)

So, what happens when you're asked to play a music festival that's really a battle of the bands, and you're playing with guys that you used to gig with every night, but haven't really played together on stage in years and  only have enough time to practice five times before this gig? Well, believe or not you actually win the battle of the bands.

That's the exact scenario we were facing this past weekend. We were really a fill in for another band that had to cancel and we had asked to not be included in the judging. Our request was denied and we were crowned the winners. Just goes to prove that playing an instrument is like riding a bike.

So, if you ever need a jazz fusion band that throws in a few classic rock songs here and there for your next party, just let me know. We'll even see if we can arrange to practice a couple of times before we show up.

Photos and Video from the gig are coming soon.