SOE Fan Faire 2010 Part Eight

Monday we awoke to the sounds of vacuum cleaners and maids doing maidly stuff, we packed, and made our way to the car, out to the desperado for one last spin till the next time, and we made our way home. The drive was long and none too arduous, but it was a melancholy drive. We had enjoyed ourselves immensely, but it wasn’t necessarily because of the Fan Faire. The food had been good, but the MCing had been terrible and we hadn’t really needed to get our tickets at all. We could have just hung out in Vegas for its Vegasness. Now after coming back from that land of pelvic thrusting gyrating hard beat goodness, I was sort of down on the whole Fan Faire experience and was just wanting to go to Vegas for Vegases sake with my bro the next time. But as the months have gone by I realize that I will continue to go to this event year after year not because of the content or the MCing or the clientele. It will be because I want nothing more then to have time with my bro in the land of booze and women.