Sometimes the best laid plans of mice and rats go sour. Originally I was supposed to drive up with someone and meet up with others at The Cinema Wasteland Convention. These plans went to shit about two weeks before the show. Everyone canceled on me, leaving me in a bad situation and pissed off. (more…)

by 42nd Street Pete
The ultimate Drive-in and Grindhouse Convention surpassed everyone’s expectations this time. I had decided to get there Thursday night as opposed to leaving Friday morning. So we packed up the truck with all kinds of contraband and headed up Route 80 into the wilderness.



