A few years back, I had one of the most bizarre moments of my sobriety. And it happened at my Sunday morning AA meeting in Birmingham, Alabama. The meeting’s called Busters. From what I’m told, our group was originally a branch from a group down on the Gulf Coast. Busters meets one time a week, early Sunday morning. My first visit to Busters was in early 2010 when I had just six months of sobriety, and it’s been part of my Sunday mornings ever since.