A Taste of Summer

This is a speed-post... something more structured is in the works. Storms are amazing

I've probably told you all of this already, but I'm going to put a bit of the experience down here anyway. Thus far, A Taste of Summer proved true to its name... it was a very rainy year, and I'm not sure we've gone a day since with out a bit of precipitation. One pair of tennis shoes was damaged in the insane rain at the festival... I think I should charge those bands for it : P. if they didnt need their soda, water, and beer, I wouldnt have been stuck at mainstage crossing ponds to get from trailer to trailer. Then again... I suppose dancing through the flooded grounds might have had something to do with it... hmm...

Anywho, the office was just as hectic as I remembered. We were told to give people less information than we had in order to make the job easier... things were forgotten and remembered regardless of their importance... and, of course, the Gratz's n' co. did little to take care of themselves. Hence the reason for waking up early to make toast and give wakeup calls : ). All in all, the crew survived. There were teary moments, times when it was easier to simply cease to care, and early hours of the morning (after clockhours and before) when everyone was slap-happy... all of this supplimented by a whole lot of caffiene. Oh yes... and unorganization at its finest, of course

So that was my festival fun. It'll be interesting to get the paycheck... ah well. what will be will be. Like I said there's a post with more thought put into it on the way. Hopefully soon. Hehe and oh yeah... remind me sometime not to get a SoT book when I'm trying to accomplish getting through the Bible...