The morning of the Seattle screening started much like the Portland screening, with Charlie’s alarm going off. Within 20 minutes, we were both loading equipment into the van. In the lobby, Tucker, Nils, Jeff and Corman were up and working on various projects. I wondered if I was the only one who had to practically punch himself in the balls to make it out of bed in the morning.
I gassed up the two vans, downed an energy drink, and typed the Seattle hotel into the GPS. The drive up the I-5 was exactly what I expected. It poured rain the entire way. Nils called me around half way through the three hour drive to ask what mile marker I was at. I swore those bastards were taking bets on how slow I was driving. » Read the rest of this entry «