Hey Dallas, what's with all the crickets?

This morning I am packing up big yellow and getting ready to head to the airport for my flight to San Diego for Sand Blasters III. Pat and I finished up the state fair sculpture yesterday and everyone seems happy with it.

After dinner, I evicted crickets number 15 and 16 from my tiny room at the Homestead Inn. I don't know where the critters keep coming from - maybe they have a breeding community behind the bathroom wall? but they keep popping up. Found one in the cup of juice I sip from all night (really glad I happened to look before sipping that time.)

After seven days in the cold, dark coloseum, I am really looking forward to sunny San Diego.