How in the world did Ted Nugent get involved in my sex life? Well, he didn’t, but I still need to thank him. Years ago Ted was scheduled to perform at a local arena and since he lived about 40 miles away he had planned on driving straight from home to the event. The problem was the axle on his lifted Zebra striped Pickup wasn’t up for the trip and snapped about half way to the gig, just outside of my hometown. In the resulting accident Ted had broken his leg. I had heard the announcement on the radio that the concert was canceled and luckily for me my friend Beth had heard the same thing. Beth and her friend Sandy had planned on going to the concert and were disappointed with the news but didn’t want to call it a night. For some reason the fact that I had just gotten my own apartment came to Beth’s mind and she talked Sandy into stopping to see me and share there disappointment and drinks.