Such an AMAZING night last night (Dark Arts Festival, night #2).... so many wonderful people, more compliments than I feel I deserved (by far), and just.... yea. Everyone and everything was incredible. We were told that it was the best performance they'd seen by us, and just.... we are very grateful.
Kelly gifted us with copies of the ghostly pics she did for her display (HOLY COW) and let me tag along for a while, until Jason came back. (Sorry for losing you, Honey.... I really didn't mean to!) I love talking to her-- she always demands intellectual conversation, and really keeps me on my toes. So interesting and kind.
And a long talk with Jasin from Carphax Files was inspiring, to say the least.
There were so many other good things to mention, but this is a bad one, and it's eating me up.
We were REALLY late getting there to get onstage, literally walking on as soon as we came through the door. Problem is, we had to park pretty far away. I had left my festival pass in the car, and the bouncer wouldn't let us in (doing his job, of course). Because I was hurried and freaked out about not getting onstage, I went through the side, from the patio, because it was open.
Later on after a couple hours, I went out of my way to get my ID and pass and brought them to the bouncer, to try and make up for it. He got super spitty at me, and told me he fired someone because of it, and that I shouldn't apologize to him, but to the guy he fired. I had a sneaking suspicion he was bluffing. I hope so. I really do.
SO, if anyone was fired last night for not staying at the side door, I'M FREAKING SORRY!!!!!! But if you had to work for that prick, then you're probably better off.