Evil Wayne

Tomorrow night is the long-awaited Year of BrikWars Award Show. I'm getting a bit antsy. Mostly because I still have a couple of minor things left to do and I'm always afraid I'm going to forget something.

What sucks is that I have to have everything ready-to-go tonight, because once I leave in the morning, I ain't coming back. Whatever makes it to my car in the AM is it.

So, Shaun and I have a running list online that I keep checking. I think it'll be okay. Unlike other things, what I have left is actually minor. But I don't have a container for the awards themselves yet. And I have so much to bring, including a video camera. Because this level of dorkdom requires video proof. 

We've got an opening montage, a slideshow and the awards themselves. I can't believe how all-out we're going for this. I can't believe how like fools we are going to look. I can't believe I thought this was a good idea. I should never have said anything to Shaun. 

Shaun's like that little devil on my shoulder, telling me everything is a good idea. My problem is I have no angel on the other to counter.