We arrived at the Zone Ball at 9:30, had a couple beers in the parking lot, then mounted up.

As Brian strolled through the massive crowds, we were constantly being stopped for pictures. Large costumes have limited visibility and poor maneuverability, so it was my job to keep an eye out for spilled drinks and drunkards.

For the most part, the crowd was understanding, only a couple of chicks couldn't resist humping the Tauntauns ass and one drunk Joe Dirt got in my face.

Getting on stage was difficult. There was a handicap lift, but it ended up being broken. It took an additional two security guards and a Zone staffer to climb the stairs, but once on stage, it was all worth it.

Besides Rob's costume, the competition wasn't all that impressive. I'll let Rob tell the story of how it all went down, strobe lights and all :)