Well the forces of the universe have conspired to prevent my attendance to the classic this year. It was a typical Occam's razor situation. What can go wrong, will go wrong. I won't even get into details, it will just further bum me out. I apologize to everyone I had made plans with including those looking forward to the perch I was going to fry up and any of the little ones looking forward to free face painting. I'm gonna go for a little walk in the woods to clear my head and hopefully some disappointment as well. I suppose there's always next year right?