So you’ve got your travel arrangements made, and you want to know what to expect of Handworks 2015: Return of the Jarvil.
Well – personally, I suggest you prepare to get your metaphorical lunch money stolen. In front of that hot new chick from Arizona. While pantsless.
Drink plenty of water, breathe deep, get a comfy pillow, and find your happy place, because you’re going to need it. This is going to be more than your tiny psyche can handle. If you’re lucky, the lizard-brain will kick in and you’ll be stage-diving over Don McConnell before the clock strikes “Awesome”. If you’re not lucky, I’ll be sure to tell your family you were courageous to the end.
And for those of you not able to attend, or those who thought you could show up but skip the seizure-inducing spectacle of the Studley canon, be a few minutes late for St. Roy’s talk, or just bypass the explosions in the new greenwood barn : we’re not laughing at you; we’re just laughing near you.
I’m just telling it like it is.
One week. Seeya there.