We definitely put the “sticky” in Sticky Pennies at ICE Atlanta - it was DAMN hot out there. Miserable, glaring-sun hot with no breeze whatsoever for over 8 hours. I’m not quite sure why people insist on holding events outdoors in Atlanta beyond April. I must have had gallons and gallons of water to drink, but only peed once. You know what that means - PEE SWEAT.

The funniest thing that happened was our first tent collapsing right as ICE was starting:

Here we are in our second tent. I win the record for fastest driving to a store on Howell Mill & back with a tent:

Thanks to everyone that stopped by and braved the heat. Smooches.