What a way to start 2014… It’s all fun and games until some resident DJ of a corner bar in a town the size of a shoe box with less than a year experience decides to ‘help’ me with my mix. Dude – I did NOT need your help and the conversation sank quickly like the Titanic. Ordinary people sniffed you out, son…and they were NOT impressed. Respect the game and the DJs that play it, or you’ll get ‘served’ chump (and I ain’t talking about “would you like something to drink”…) And hey Mr. DJ…check it…one objective is to be remembered after the night is through. I FORGOT YOUR NAME. Take that, SUCKA… Happy New Year!