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Yes, the satirist made it. The fan(atic) didn't. You know how life just kind of creeps up on you when you least expect it? Easter weekend, that's what happened. Here I was, all ready to plunk down whatever amount of moola it would take to get tix, have a meal, and get a hotel room.

What happens? Catastrophic car failure. One can not go a constant velocity without a constant velocity joint. Actually, you need two of them.

It's fixed now, but that doesn't really soothe my psyche. Well, maybe next year.