The Good, The Mediocre, The Muddy… 2 Days at Bumbershoot.

My sore legs, swamp feet, and ears have slowly recovered from two 12 hour assaults. So, here’s a rundown of what I hate-loved at Bumbershoot last Sunday and Monday. How I got past the suck and enjoyed myself. . Muddy SUNDAY: I stood in some of the worst rain ever and walked across crosswalk rivers, like a music-going Jesus, to secure that I got line early for limited comedy passes. Success. (Though we all thought David Cross was performing; he was actually just doing a literary reading and

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