3 days setting up, 11 days of the show and one nights tear down later I am fully convinced of something I had always suspected in life:
The more creative and productive an artist is, the more Batshit-Crazy they are in reality.
No. really.
On the other hand, bought some fun christmas presents for people, spent the show wearing some brilliant clothes, got some great new ideas that I want to try out, got a few dates out of it all, and, of course, the highlight of the show?
I spent the last day of it wearing hammer pants and convinced 3 people to try on a pair and do the dance with me.
An extensive music collection, boredom and portable media are very very dangerous things indeed.
I also convinced the moster factory man that I needed my own monster as there wasn't one that really suited me yet, he promised to correct that grevious error immediately.