Fest? What fest?
C'mon, you know the one. Its the weekend where a bunch of guys descend on a hotel here in Detroit with armfuls of gear in various stages of need, and they're all looking for you!
Not Detroit, anymore. We're coming out to visit YOUR neighbourhood, Greater Metropolitan Livonia.
I wanted to come..., but no one invited me:tears:
Now there are no rooms and all the plane tickets are gone...
Darn, have to wait till next year...
I wanted to come..., but no one invited me:tears:
Now there are no rooms and all the plane tickets are gone...
Darn, have to wait till next year...
Hey, what's the prize for traveled furthest to get to the Fest? I figure I gotta' chance.
You are joking right ?
After busting our humps for many months, that 'dry sarcasm' cut a little too closely, I guess. Ordinarily, I'd be right with ya, but there's less than a week to go, and the nerves are a little jumpy.