Whoa, that was you?Dead of winter. Fayettenam, IA, circa 2010. I was visiting a high school friend who'd matriculated to Upper Iowa "University." There was a bar in downtown Fayettenam. On stage was a band of old hippies including one particularly good guitar player. We locked eyes during a rendition of "All Along the Watch Tower." Dude bought me a Miller Lite just because I shouted out Bob Dylan's birth place. I was the big trivia winner that night.