So here is the sad truth about what its really like living here in Boise at my parents house. My genious brother brought home a little video game called GUITAR HERO. And it has slowly taken over our lives. After dinner, looks are exchanged. And sometimes, without even saying a word, we all end up upstairs in the media room. We are like moths drawn to the flame. Even my parents (who are generally quiet observing types) get caught up in the music and sometimes even reach for an instrument or two. We started with only two guitars, then added the drums, and the need for vocals. We became an overnight sensation within our own home. It was like a musical miracle if you will. Like the Osmonds. Only- The Crandalls.