It’s now three days since The Carny Ball Run premiered.

Three days since we packed the venue with hundreds of people, who rocked the hell out to four of the greatest bands the country has to offer.
Three days since I should have got back to killing the 20-some projects that are sitting in a pile waiting to be dealt with, and answered calls/emails regarding another 10-15 jobs that have appeared in my 8-week hiatus from the real world.

Instead, I find myself trawling through hard drives wondering what jobs were delivered over the last 12-24 months that had non-discolsure agreements limiting me from putting them online at the time of completion.

This is one of them.  Whoopdedoo.