I got about an hour and a half of sleep last night, I've eaten nothing since Friday but a bowl of cereal, a burger, chocolate, and Jack and Coke, my throat hurts from shouting and screaming, and the hearing in my right ear is still a little fuzzy. I'm exhausted, exhilarated, and still grinning like an idiot. Holy shit. That was quite possibly the most fun I have ever had with my clothes on.
What went on? Easier to ask what *didn't* go on...Live theremin playing to DEVO songs by KRK Ryden, who is an absolutely wonderful guy, excellent goofyness from the Tater Blasters, extreme aggro shout-singing and weight training from Baditude, rants from Rev. Ivan Stang, bluegrass renditions of DEVO tunes from the Mutant Mountain Boys, a fabulous set of songs from The Spudboys, Jerry Casale singing a few songs with the Spudboys (!), and, last but not least, DEVOtional songs, i.e. Spuds from amongst us singing DEVO songs with the Spudboys as backup. It was awesome.
What can I say, I met tons of great people and had a blast. I need to go have a nap now, though. Pictures will be up later this week.
"You can't sneak up on a potato, because they've got eyes all around..."