Saturday night mask-fest started off slow but ended with a bang. Between the impromptu Corey Haim jam session in the lobby to the bazaar bar fight , it was simply magic. People in wheelchairs with no legs standing up and walking, Sam McCain regaining hearing in his bad ear, if Ryan had been there he could have spelled correctly and a light coming from no where shinning down on the jam session . . . miraculous signs were happening everywhere! Gerard McMann spontaneously sang and played 'Cry Little Sister' live in our Marriott lobby, people! LOL.

Follow up:

For reasons beyond me every night a group of people would sit in the hotel computer lounge and rate people as they walk by with numbered cards. I'm sure they saw some very disturbing images but what scarred them the most was when Booman flashed the whole lot of em.

The random concert was a highlight of the evening. Lighters held high and drinks in hand . . . one big happy horror community sing along. Good times.