It was awesome. Free - which is always a biggy. The SF weather cooperated and it was sunny. They sold $5 tokens for the cups of beer. There was leather stamping stations. T-shirt making stations. There was a woman making snarky cards, here too. Be prepared to be minorly offended but laugh a lot. There was a woman on a typewriter typing poems for however much you wanted to pay. I only had $.25 leftover. She still wrote me a poem. It goes like this :
September 26th, 2009
is the day that you
raise your hands to some
chosen tree and find
a true speech of XXX
thanks to offer up.
I will stand beside you,
if only in thought.
We were front and center for Sean Hayes - the sexiest beat up musician alive. We danced barefoot and it was perfect.
A few things I learned from that event :
Fat Tire Beer is even better than I thought
The weirder you are on stage the more people will love you. Let go of inhibitions.
I will pay $6 for a small potato veggie cake thing because im used to event food being so expensive, $6 seems like nothing.
You can do anything as long as you love it. You can. (deep i know. ha)
