Back to Indianapolis on Saturday for a festival appearance downtown. The high was projected to be 79 degrees, and we were all pretty excited about a break from the summer heat. Before we even left Atlanta, we had a major emergency: Monkeyboy's Delta app on his phone crashed right before we were called to board, and the person working the gate was unwilling to help him--he'd obviously had a boarding pass and photo ID to make it through security to the gate, and THEY COULD EVEN FIND HIM IN THE COMPUTER FOR OUR FLIGHT, but for some reason they couldn't print a new boarding pass, so they were going to leave him standing there as they shut the door to the airplane and pushed back. We were on the plane asking the flight attendants to do SOMETHING to intervene, and eventually the asshole red coat Delta dude let Monkey come through. Things were TENSE. Delta screwed up BAD. Anyway, we made it. Airport lunch in Indy. On to the gig! There was ...