Although we arrived at the spot near Columbia Street at about ten thirty or so in the morning, the Flying Spaghetti Monster didn't start moving until about four in the afternoon. The wait very slowly began to drive me up the wall:
` Let's just say, the colors were so brilliant that some people had to shut themselves in vehicles just to keep themselves from being stunned. (I made that up.)
` In working my way out of the maze of booths -- some of which I thought were cool -- over on one side was an ad for GregRobin Smith as Ben Franklin, a carousel, and a huge field full of people:
` I was luckily able to find a bathroom with no line, as I hadn't peed in about eight hours or something, and then found that the Greek gyro line was shortest -- YAY! I LOVE GYROS!
` Then, I met Brianade there, and as I sat at the table scarfing down food, who should walk up to me but one of the gayest guys I know -- Jake! What a coinkidink!
Before I go off to TAM, I'll try to post more cool photos -- not to mention, firework videos!