At the crack of Noon last Saturday, I made my DJ debut, when I helped my Dad kick off the final Claychella at Lincoln Hall. Earlier that morning Dad (DJ MR) was doing a bit of on-line promotion and asked what my DJ name was. "What are you talking about?" I asked. "You need a name to DJ, DJ what?" Dad asked. "Ball," I replied. So, that was done and we headed to the club.
At LH I helped Dad press buttons- including some he didn't want me to press- I put on headphones and danced a little, then hung out with our friends that showed up. Finally, we grabbed some lunch before going to see Rango, the reward for my first successful DJ gig. We both loved it.
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