When I was in high school, we had a jam. Actually, we had a ton of jams. But, this one in particular was special. Because, it was three of us. Two guitars and drums. Oh yeah, and my friend lounging by the pool listening and chilling out. We were in the middle of some epic space jam with our amps turned up to 11. I looked up and I saw this lady cop screaming. I couldn't hear what she was saying, but, I sure could guess. I struggled to get the attention of the other two guys, but, I could not. They had their eyes closed and were just jamming away. It sounded like creap, but, to them, it was Freebird! Finally, they awoke and saw what was in front of them. The lady was nice and just told us that we can never do this sort of thing. The things I got away with in high school. Haha.
I was playing at a bar in Colorado. Something wasn't grounded right and everytime my lips touched my microphone, I got shocked. It hurt and it would surprise the heck out of me when it happened. It didn't happen too many times, but, enough to be embarrassing.
I play a Seagull for the most part. I enjoy it's sound and I've played it for 12 or 13 years. At one point, it fell on it's face and I thought our time together had ended as the neck snapped. I took it to a luthier and he was able to glue the neck. Been playing nicely since, I was so happy.