So we may be hearing as the theater we and at least 60 others chose to see it at – had technical difficulties and gave up showing the broadcast. They offered everyone a full refund and additional movie passes. It doesn’t remove the sting from the fact that if you have such an important event such as a multi-broadcast via satellite type of event, then perhaps you should be testing that and ensuring all systems are go before inviting everyone in and then giving us the bad news 20 minutes after the fact. Its not like we couldn’t see that you were futzing with the system while we were sitting in the theater.

From other people’s accounts – the soundtrack was annoying, the race director is a touchy feely guy, and a guy named Lance looked like a hobbit fleeing from the shire as the choral soundtrack made you believe.

However – unfazed by dissapointment – we did what dirtbaggers do in times of crisis. We collectively gathered and drank. Rossi’s was the evening ticket to good conversation about all things dirtbaggin’ – despite it being known as a messenger bar, it was dominated by dirtbags the whole evening.

Ah yes, Rossi’s, where being prepared is part of the High Life evening: