Heh! Oh holy crap, I hear you about storms at Pennsic. They can get so scary. Just watch me, next time we're at my booth when the thunder rumbles. You'll see me leave my comfy aliminum-frame chair to sit on one of my boxes (I don't know why...it just feels safer to sit on a plastic box than a metal chair), and I'll start eyeing that huge steel tent pole like it might blow up at any moment. It's always right at my back too, which freaks me out.

*pounds on cubicle* Someone! Let Eloise out of the box!