While everyone is celebrating the American Working Man this Labor Day weekend, we'll be partying like alcoholic extraterrestrials from Uranus at Trent Schara's legendary Atomic Throwdown. It's the fourth year for this Albuquerque tradition, and this year's nuclear-energized nightmare will be the most radioactive ever. Two years ago I verbally assaulted a mustachioed police officer in a drunken haze, likening his flavor saver to the cock broom on Freddie Mercury's mug. How I wasn't tazed for that transgression is anyone's guess, but I don't plan on flirting with disaster this year. See you in 'querque, bro!