I generally never know what to say in my monthly journals during a festival.
My life quickly becomes both a lot of fun, but also very routine. I work during the week down in Charlotte. In the evenings I hit my CrossFit gym. Then I go home, grab dinner and watch a show to wind down before turning in for the night. Friday right after work, I head to the airport. I fly. I get picked up at the airport and head to festival. A little bit of hanging out with whomever is around. Then two long performance days. Early to bed on Sunday because I usually have to be up at 4am to go to the airport. Almost every festival in the country is almost exactly an hour from the airport. At least that's my experience. And my flights are generally between 6am to 7am. Once I land, I drive straight to my day job to repeat the whole cycle.
So figuring out what to put here becomes very difficult.
I did extent my trip by a day one weekend. What did I do? Why, I hit one of the local CrossFit gyms, of course! Good workout, great trainers, great box. What a shoulder workout. I was definitely feeling it the rest of the weekend.
Also spent the time getting ready for the appearance of our newest brother, Valentine (aka Paul McColgan). The lucky bastard is getting to spend his last weekend of freedom at DragonCon. So very, very jealous of that one. I haven't been there in five years. But I tell ya, I'm looking forward to performing with that Florida boy.
Oh, and because everyone shares them, be sure to check out my ALS Ice Bucket Challenge.
I also suck at taking pictures apparently.