After the police dispersed the crowd with tear gas, concussion grenades, and canine units, the few able to secure safer ground inside the compound reflect on another weekend pointlessly wasted. Most of the good help that makes Spudfest so much fun are pictured here. A big thanks to Widdo Bwudder Bill Burger for an assortment of tasks handled. His bride hides behind the camera here, but also did much to help, including take most of the photos shown. Dan Simmons lingers in the background after returning the tables across town - thanks Dan. Dan's gal Kelly sits with her back to the photographist. Sh also was much help with many of the details, and my own DLI rubs her chin and wonders why she puts up with it all ... a real good question, but thanks just the same, Sweetie! Bill Reid provided half the reason for even doing it. For over 30 years he has been my mentor and laughing companion for all things absurd in this hobby. Howard and Linda Banks were dazed from too many miles and too little sleep. We sure enjoyed their taking the time to join us. Oh yeah, ... and thanks to Shanti the Deathdog from Hell for seeing to it no dropped meat or cheese went unchallenged. See you all next year.