Last summer I drove down to Southern California from the Bay Area to take part in a beach party event and promote Epochalips. I grabbed my surfboard, picked up Monica Palacios in Venice beach and headed down the coast. Apparently, there was a last minute change in location and a mix up in communication. We got there early and set up our booth —waited for hours—and no one came. It slowly dawned on us that something was amiss but we made the best of the situation. We found out later that they moved it down the beach about a mile but we didn’t get the memo until it was too late.
Check out this zany video about what really happened that weekend.
For the record, Robin forced me to go to the beach party.