I wrote the outline for the next installment of my series. This one concentrated more on the crazy fans. I called Stub and she was happy to email me files of costumed antics complete with names and contact information so I could get permission to use their pictures.
I emailed Skylar to see how she was feeling. It was nice of her to offer assistance and I might need it.
Hi Skylar,
How is the mother to be? I'm sorry I didn't get back to you sooner. I hate that your incapacitation is my big break. You should know that a gig in a third world country with an infected water supply would be more to my liking. I'm not a sports fan, and even though I find myself enthralled with rugby, I'm more attracted to the man candy. And, oh God, I shouldn't say that. It's quite unprofessional of me, but I don't understand how you do it. I hope you get a laugh out of this. We leave Friday for my first away game and I'll be trapped on a bus with more testosterone than I'm comfortable with, poor me.
