Man or Astroman?

I was at a weekend music camping festival. This was more than a decade ago. I was young and invincible and partying as hard as I ever have. I was about 40-feet back from the stage pushing toward the stage during the Man Or Astroman performance, loving life, surrounded by friends, enjoying a mighty fine time... when out of nowhere I was thwapped soundly in the temple with a hard object, knocking my contact right out of my left eye and (luckily) into my lightning-flash reflex of an up-turned palm.

I knew what had hit me before I bent to look at the plastic-wrapped snack 'cake' now lying on the ground at my feet. It was a Little Debbie Star Crunch and Man or Astroman were known for tossing the snacks into their crowd during live shows.

"OW!" I shouted as I howled with laughter at the same time, friends crowding close to make sure I was all right. "My contact!" I held my palm out to show them just as my beautiful friend Stacy produced a bottle of Visine from her back pocket.

I hosed down the contact lens and reapplied it to my eye as we were surging back up front without missing two beats. They say "the show must go on".. and it did. And it was a good, good time.

Thanks for the munchies, Man Or Astroman! I'll never forget it!