While the rest of Gigsville was being arrested I was stuck in Chicago. By the time I got back to my studio it was already 10:30. Little did I know that by the time I would eventually get to the desert they would have long been gone and off to EL GARAGE at the alternate location of Red Rocks where Jet Fuel lived.

I got to El Mirage thinking that I would be spending the actual moment of New Years in my car. As I pulled onto the lakebed I decided that I would just pull into the first fire I saw and spend New Years with whoever I found. So, that's what I did.

As I drove to a fire just past the entrance a drunken man started screaming and running my way.

It was Shady.

Apparently there were a few who had dodged the police and found another campsite...the one I just happened to be driving to. It was 11:58

I had never been so happy in my life