One of my first conventions, 2004 or 2005.
I had to untie those things from the Key West ceiling (I hate ladders) and transport them as they were too big for Gene's car.
Mark Lighterman helped me.
We got stopped by security on the way out of the casino. Security thought our story was pure fiction.
At that moment I wondered whether Gene really did have permission to take them or if we were going to get busted but a few calls later and it was all sorted.
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