Damn it. We missed the party. We were hoping to roll in to the Gansevoort around midnight... but a last minute technical glitch, a bad decision to drop ship the antennas to a house (and not the warehouse), an omission of tire pressure monitors in the Audi, and a major FUBAR with Rob's Corvette and... well... we're not gonna make it. On the plus side, though, there's an antenna on the Ford GT.
I just stopped home to change clothes. I smell worse than the Fulton Fish Market in July because it's really hot in the warehouse. Hotter than a n... You get the idea.
ANYWAY, I'm headed down to the garage in our building to fix the Lamborghini. Hopefully, I can be wrapped by about 3 or so. Then, a work call around 9am and back to Bullrun chores.
It's so worth it. ;-)
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