BMFCT - aka ???

This weekend is the HFF, or the Homie Fall Fest for those of you that fear acronyms.  Or is it synonyms, I always confused.  Since there has been little (none) mention of this event until I just manually checked the Surly Blog, we can now say there is mention of it.  It seems like it's being called the Blow Me Fall Colors Tour now, so disregard that first line up there.  Something about meating (sic(k)) at the Town Hall Tap at 11-ish, though I was told noon-ish earlier; you can never tell with this bunch.  If you miss the start, just look for group of homeless looking folks down in a nearby woods close to a body of water - even if it's not the intended crowd, try and make the most of it.  One rule of thumb to remember for those new to the event: if you don't sin, Jesus died for nothing.

This week I move on Friday, try to hit the BMFCT on Saturday for a bit, get groped by the TSA, then jump on a plane for 16-hours bound for India for a week of sleep deprivation and putting in more hours than I care to admit on the job.

Good times.  That's all I got.