At eight o’clock Saturday night I received a text message that would change my life forever. My phone vibrated in a nonchalant manner as if this text message was like any other unimportant text. The cruel irony is that I didn’t even feel my phone vibrate. The most important news of my life remained unread in my pocket for some time. I casually lifted my phone from my side pocket and saw the pending message. Somehow I knew the importance of the content before I unlocked my phone. With a terrifying sense of urgency I furiously entered my four digit pin and selected the messages app, the anticipation tearing at my heart and soul. The message was from Adam Magana. Sweat ran down my face and my hands trembled as i read the nine most important words i’d ever see. “Randy’s house at 10. Let’s get a party goin.”