Cervin inspects Corwin Pavilion as things are being setup for the first Annual A.S. Congress.
The budget weighs heavy on Cervin's mind. Sometimes he can even feel it, hovering behind him, mocking him.
The crowd admires Cervin's juggling prowess.
Pirate lays down the phat harmonica rhymes.
Cervin explains to the crowd the importance of properly punching that chad.
He's really adamant about that voting thing.
The Beatnuts get some dancers on stage as their set nears its end. The delicious water that awaits them sits, always patient.
Waiving hands - it's all the rage.
The Beatnuts energize the crowd.
The stage becomes surrounded by dancing fans, beer bottles, and photographers.
A member of the Helvetica gang. Arch enemy of the 12pt Arial posse.
Pirate inspects his mic as AS President Cervin queries the crowd.
The crowd waits patiently while the stage is prepared for the Beatnuts.
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More Iration inspired dancing.
