So, all the anticipation, and its over, and I’m home and alone and cold and sad again. And chronologically so messed. The timeline: Metallica Monday night (parked about 3 zip codes away), with an hour nap before. Got home a bit after midnight. Set the alarm to get nearly 2 hours sleep, only actually got 40 mins. Got to airport as it opened, a little after 4. Giggled at the new Chik-Fil-A being where all the fanboys can’t easily obtain it (past security). Flight left at 6:05
Hit Midway early, departing gate right next to arrival gate (yay!). Saw voicemail on my phone…oooh, someone from Dunkin’ (that’s an entirely different story). Hopped the plane to Vegas, dozed a little (I can’t really sleep on planes). Got there only to find no one to greet me.
Turned into a little oops. B asked what time my flight got in, I said, um 11 I think, then I said let me check the flight number. 1235. FLIGHT 1235, but looking back at the text I can see where he thought I was getting in at 1235.
All that hilarity aside, Halloween Street went great. Not one, but 2 news crews showed up. Here’s some footage from Action 13.
Yep, Bob, Steve and I can all be seen near Beymax’s right hand. That was the live segment; the interview with the Mayor of Halloween St, and Jeff, was a bit earlier before things ramped up.
Course, they got Lynn’s name wrong. And they promised not to mention the name of the street. Whoopsie. How about Flash (Scott!) running down the street at the beginning?!
Steve, Dee, Scott, Dominic, Bob, me, and Emily (this was her first time), in the calm before the storm.
This would be the storm.
Fox 5 showed up as well, and we saw the blip on the news, but I’ll be damned if I can find it on their website. Still, it was good food, good beer, margaritas, good friends, warmth (ok, well, it was 60 on Halloween, I could have stayed home and suffered crap temperatures). I did the Bozalita thing in a makeshift costume (“you have your costume with you, right?” “no, you guys have it”, “no you took it with you”, “no, it wouldn’t fit in my suitcase”, and yada yada). I told the Action 13 reporter’s fortune, too, which wigged her out a little (she looked right at me after I finished and, sounding a little creeped, said, “Now, is this you? Or is this in character?” I said, in my best gypsy way, “You’ll never know, will you?”)
And to close, yes, Metallica was awesome. It’s funny how Jaymz always talks about the “Metallica family”. Every time I’ve worn the shirt since, I get “did you go?” which turns into a friendly chitchat. So, I close leaving you with a vision of Creeping Death.